Proposal

I humbled myself upon one knee As though in attempt for an apology, Trembling I opened the treasured box Which hold the key to many locks. Truly a loving plea. In the box is the key to my very heart Which allows true love to finally start, And it's also the key to my everlasting soul To make a person completely whole. From which I would never part. My heart then began to sing As I ask her to wear this ring, The ring that proves that we are one From this day forward, and forever on. Togetherness, it would bring. I asked her then to be my spouse I asked her then to be the queen of my house, My partner and also my mate I want her to be my fate. "My Wife", I want embroidered on her blouse. Now I wait nervously for her answer to express As I think of her in a white wedding dress, Will she or won't she want to be my wife Will she or won't she want to share my life. I hope that the answer is a definite, "Yes". Randy L. McClave