Each minute is full of,
60 seconds.
Each hour is 60 minutes.
But every minute,
in an hour,
I'm thinking of you.
A favorite activity,
to daydream of my love,
and to be with him,
In our world.
I think of his kiss,
smile and voice.
Our love,
happiness and humor,
which happens daily.
Before I could know it,
I've strolled along his heart as a thought.
For hours.
Your heart is big,
safe, protected, pounding to mine.
Your smile is handsome to see,
and to hear.
For every crossing second,
to a minute rolling into an hour.
Hours to days, more hours,
then that to in a year...
To be with you,
the one I love completley.
Forever holding your heart with mine.
I as your bride.
