With my heart beating a bass line
And my fingers searching for your own
Meeting in the middle of the table,
A hand-made centerpiece
We think back to earlier days-
Laughing at our happiest moments
Crying at our most defining;
But it seems the memory that we’re making
Is one of our finest ones yet.
“A hand-made centerpiece” Ohh thats beautiful
Thank you, Leisa!!
Such a splendid thought!!
Thanks, Sandy!
I always enjoy reading what you write-this sets a beautiful scene in my mind-I also love the description of a “hand-made centerpiece”. Perfect.
Aww, thanks, Marion! That really means a lot to me. I’m really quite fond of that line, myself. I think it makes it more complete :]
Ditto on the beauty of terms like “a hand-made centerpiece”…this really is part of a beautiful memory in the making.
Well done.
Thank you for your kind words, Marylin! :]