Precious Words

We’d shared our hearts

for quite awhile:

laughter, tears

and a lot of smiles

We found a bond

that grew each day,

and I knew I loved her

in every way.

The things we liked –

‘most all the same,

and I wanted her

to share my name.

Her voice grew soft:

I strained to hear.

Then came the words

I hold so dear.

She said, “I love you.”

My heart skipped a beat.

Did I hear right

that sound so sweet?

“I said, ‘I love you,’”

she said it again,

and I knew I’d found

a joy without end.

I’m forever committed,

“what else could I do?)

for this dear precious lady

has said, “I love you.”