How did you come to pick me, what made you love me so...
Where have you found the strength you have, the caring that you show.
If I could only hold the love, you've given from your heart...
Then it would take me all my life, to gather all the parts.

Whatever made you grow so sweet, made such a heart devine...
I thank the stars from high above, that allowed you to be mine.
For men can search a thousand worlds, and never find a place...
That can match the simple beauty, of a smile upon your face.

The way you walk, the way you stand, there are statues carved of this...
And within the words of poetry, are descriptions of your kiss.
Although I'm but a simple man, you wear my wedding ring...
And on the day I said I do, the world began to sing.

Ron Walker July 1999

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