WINTER BELLS FOR LOVE
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
The snow swaddled the earth like a Mother would an infant
child
The wind beat against my face it was so wild
The moon winked at me from the clouds above
My heart sang with me words of love
Silver stars danced in the moonlit sky
Icicles formed tears as though to cry
Shining brightly in blue
Was the church we
were to meet
Twas there you swept me off my feet
In your arms
With golden charms
Your frozen lips did melt
Deep emotions I felt
You were like God himself
As powerful
So beautiful
My heart was to you dutiful
Your hand in mine
We took the wine
We bowed our head
As we ate the bread
As far as I was concerned
We were there alone
I didn’t see the congregation
The wind howled its mighty objection
Through the old wooden building
My love for you was spilling
Overflowing
Inside I was warm
Outside it was snowing
It was for you I had been born
But we had to kiss goodnight
To the tune from the golden horn
And the beat of the drum
On a promise for more fun
A lifetime a head
A silver spoon we had been fed
As I felt blessed to the highest point
Our fingers joint
As your eyes waltzed in the reflection of mine
Together till the end of time
Copyright Fiona Cummings 2015
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