To the last,
Before you I pledge my love,
Infront of you I say I love you,
Beneath the stars while the moon shines,
A lighted path I want you to journey down with me,
Not a streetlamp or even a flashlight,
A moonlit journey,
My arm guarding your heart,
Words to carry me through you have uttered,
With confidence I say I will marry you,
Although I have been the one that asked,
My dear Sarah I proclaim you will be the last.
Sarah is surely a lucky girl to receive this special proposal. You have much love to give her and surely she realizes that. To profess your love publicly like this takes lots of courage.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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What a wonderful love poem, and what a lucky person your Sarah is.
Mary