Little did I know, that the winds of change would blow,
Once more across the path of my life.
Until, I met her,
In the garden of my destiny,my beautiful rose,
She is the flower of my youth.
Could I have known, that
Love would come again, with
Eyes tender, and lips that whisper
Vows from a heart, beating next to mine?
Every moment of my life has led to this day,
Yesterday behind me, my life begins anew.
[This message has been edited by Debbie (edited 09-25-2000).]