Like from the beginning we worked together.
We grew a foundation of love for all to see.

Our love will stand tall, as tall as a tree.
Green, green as can be can.

Beautiful will be the word people describe it.

This thing we call our own...
This thing we call our hearts....
This thing we call our souls...
This thing we call our joy...
This thing we call our tears...
This thing we call our hopes...
This thing we call our fears...

This love we have grown,
has started like a tree with only a few branches.

Soon will stand tall,green and beautiful.
We both know it will have its ups and downs.

With every new branch..
We'll have a new story to tell.

There will be good stories and bad one too.
No matter the weather cold or hot.

We will always still be standing,
becuase I was the soil and you was the seed!!

your on a roll tonight you'll fit in hear well

thanks hope I do

We will always still be standing,
becuase I was the soil and you was the seed!!

And WE are but readers of your minds thoughts for us to feed.

Good write.. and welcome...

Dont worry some day u will find a strong tall tree to cover u in its shade of care,a base of tenderness or care..strong limbs will hold u your weight of heart..and soon u wont be lomely or afraid,just a small piece of a bigger part

Glad u liked sweetie!!:)