It’s morning, Geeps, it’s early Much too early for the sound Of humming so high pitched That it stirs dogs from all around Bursting forth into the morn Your day has started with a song And your boundless joy just takes our hands And pulls us all along Whether tearing up a dancefloor, Nestled down for chats with wine, You spend time like it is precious: You make me feel it’s yours and mine With another great new look; Bright and smiling, sunshine hair; Although people hear you coming They are thrilled when you get there! We can’t wait to watch you turn To a Mrs from a Miss Here’s our love, support and friendship All sealed up with a kiss x
- I wish I could write poems like you to say thank you, but I can't! A million trillion thank yous. I think I'm gonna print it and frame it like some art!