My Hurt Wife
It may not always happen the way it happened always
I may not always be what you have known me to be
Life may not always bring us back to the hills where we have met
With loads of love on pony backs and dreams to our feet.
But still where ever life shall take us
I shall always remember the warmth of your love
The great afternoons we have shared
The robes and the roses.
For our journey I am packing
tonnes and tonnes of love
My balance living years longing and
a dream that could come true.
If you ever need
By dearth of adventure or
Just for the good old days sake
Lots of Love