Tender Mornings
Tender Mornings
As the clock struck eleven
He searched the canteen for his heaven
Trotting from side to side
He was her never ending life
As he sat down opposite to her
His eyes never left his pure hearted star
Turning a clamoring place
Into a euphoria of love
As they stood up to go to work
They chose stairs over lift wid a smirk
Hugging out the stress in their life
They were soon bound to be husband and wife