The Proposal

Walking on the powdery sands

The autumn sun’s low in the sky

She turned and smiled we’re holding hands

I loved her so, no need to try

We did not want to say goodbye

She kissed me once she kissed me twice

‘Would you be my wife; I don’t imply?’

She smiled again, ‘That would be nice’

 

Copyright © JRFC August 2019
Image from Pixabay

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