You and I may not be perfect

But we would settle at one track

Eyes behold and seek deep inside

Here flows the stream of abiding love

Soul shines and becomes so pure 

Tears flow from eyes to heal and cure

The brochette skirt and purple cap

Red scarf curly hairs pony tale apt

Here she comes crossing hills and dales

High heels tap slowly breeze can smell

Thy charming damsel beauties being

Sings dances and indulges in many joy

Her sparkling presence and liveliness

Also makes me feel alive and awakens my sense

Her gentle words tear the silence core Appeared sweet mellow mesmerizing 

We hummed the songs of love at Abbey 

Candles shine, Love has found its way.

    "And LOVE WILL FIND A WAY"