O, Cupid took a shining dart
and feathered it with love . . .
and wove a magc spell . . .
with all the stars above.
Then he put the moonlight
into the summer sky . . .
and stirred the breath of roses . . .
as we were passing by.
Then he bent his golden bow
from the bow-string sped the dart!
And when Love's arrow came to rest . . .
I found it in my heart!
(Dedicated to the love of my life.... my sweet husband!!!!)