Thursday, September 11, 2014

An Edwardian Stroll

What a beautiful, wondrous thing, a smile upon your face. The breeze stirring gently through your hair; The air is so fresh, the scent of salt in the air, as We watch the waves lap gently at the shore.

What a beautiful thing this grand and wondrous day! It is a day like none other ever comes. Your eyes have the sparkle of a diamond gently cut, they sparkle and they shimmer in the sun.

What a beautiful thing, the smile that you bestow, as you pass each and every one on the boardwalk. They all turn to look, as away you
go and a happy shine envelops every one. It seems you exude the radiance of the sun and every mans head turn as you go by.

What a beautiful thing; I am proud and oh so pleased that it’s you upon my arm, and not another. For me to be with you is all the sun I need. As we strut along the boardwalk together.

What a beautiful thing; When you look into my eyes and softly squeeze my arm, I always succumb gently to your charm. What a happy man I am to be walking hand in hand with the grandest dame and diamond of them all.




5 comments:

  1. This is so very sweet and romantic :)

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  2. I just had to read this one again... You have a way with words.

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    1. "What A Beautiful Thing" it sounds like that young man and young lady were really in love.....your writings are so wonderful.

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