ROMANCE

Burning candles in the night,

So romantic is the sight:

Feelings running high,

Love is in the air;

Lifted up on high,

Climax of a pair.

Love the motor tackling life,

Pairing up in man and wife:

Joy that knows no end,

Power one's self to free;

Strength the odds to rend,

Love-drunk high at sea.

Nothing spoils this soulful bliss,

Loudest sound is but a kiss:

God be thanks for all.

May we both grow old

Till the Lord us call,

Living ever bold.

Chris Bouter