Meant To Be

Your voice whispers softly across the sea,
it speaks of love and caring ever tenderly.
Pain and sorrow we both leave in the past,
sometimes the very best is saved for last.

Loving words exchanged, smile together,
dreams hand in hand in fields of heather.
Each day discovering in whispered word,
both sing sweetest love songs ever heard.

The hours spent together so quickly fly by,
mid laughter and smiling and as we sigh.
You say believe in fate and in our destiny,
the love we both share was meant to be.

Till The Twelfth of never our song of love,
whispering, echoing in bright stars above.
We both waited so long to find happiness,
affections grow strong with each caress.

The long good nights, not wanting to sleep,
falling so in love deep deeper then deep.