"Leah, Leah, Leah, my dear sweet Leah, how does your garden grow?"

My true love has my heart, and I have his. Together in marriage, together at heart. In good times and hard. In sickness and in health. For now and forever.


Friday, November 19, 2010

Lay your head down


Lay your head down, Love
Dream sweetly tonight
I'll watch over you
Til Morning Light
I am mesmorized
Caught under your spell
I adore you more
Than words could tell
I'll protect your heart
with all my might
Lay your weary head down
And dream sweetly tonight

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