Sure

Climbing the hill climbing into the sun I(wounded in love) staggered and fell clutching you to my chest rolling in heather together. And you, saying: “This... would be a good day to die ...happy as this! ” And I saying: “I’d rather live for you ...live with you! ” And you going all coy with a mock “Oh, my! ” And you saying: “Are you sure? ” And me saying: “Sure, I’m sure! ” And you said: “Can I think ‘bout it? ” You give it a second’s thought & smile. “Sure! ” And sure enough you did (and showed me a spare pair of panties and toothbrush in your pocket) “Just in case you asked...a girl has to be prepared! ” I laughed never so sure of anything in all my life.