Your love was looking for a home
And my heart was a vacant room,
Cold and neglected was the hearth,
Not one ember to light the gloom
How I longed for love that would calm
The tempest crashing on my shore,
Then God placed your hand into mine
And troubled waters roiled no more
Darkened portals now radiate
As the hearth burns with a soft glow,
The warmth of love floods o’er this room,
As new blossoms heave through the snow
In this room draped with Heaven’s light
Each day our love writes a new hymn,
While angels hum the melody
We embrace ’til our eyes grow dim
Together we walk the gardens,
The Tree of Love, laden with fruits,
No need to partake sparingly,
O, so strong and deep are the roots
You now hold the key to this room
From which I hope you’ll never roam,
Each day I’ll shower you with hugs
And kisses that say ‘Welcome Home! ‘
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