Let the waving world of leaves
Chatter away at the ends of trees
Let moons turn gold, let come what please
I know what one full life achieves
When it finds its raison d’etre
Forget fortune and fame, etc
I was meant to be your love
To find the riches of a home,
Where hearts no longer need to roam
But settle! The beginnings of
True faithful happiness – forever
To know bliss not beyond endeavour
Thank you Allie, thank you Rose
I adore you, heaven knows.