:: The Promise ::
One day I took a stroll into the woods, In a quiet spot I found a new pine.
Knelt down, dug a hole, said a brief prayer, Buried a gold cross I've had a long time.
I know God doesn't like me making deals, So I made a heart promise to Him instead.
I vowed to lock this love inside my heart, Until He sends true love to share my bed.
Asked Him to send the Princess of passion, One new breath of life for a dying soul.
I'll know the first time I look in her eyes, That she shall be the heart to make love whole.
Almost forgot, I asked for patience too, This might happen tomorrow, or take years.
Each season that passes, I go back there, Pine tree has grown and faith does quell my fears.
I walk home as the day comes to an end, Night falls and the June sky is filled with lights.
She is waiting and I know I'll find her, Till then I'll seek her in my dreams at night.
She will love me the most and be the last, I'll take her to my place by the pine tree.
Kneel down, give the cross and whisper soft, 'Forever I promise my heart to thee.'
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