TearsTears fell down her face as she collapsed onto the ground, in the special grove by the trees. There special place. It was beautiful this time of year. The sound of water rushing could be heard from where she sat. They had found it together while they were on one of their special walks.They had been together a year, then he graduated and joint the navy. She had a year of school to finish. Before he left they had walked to their spot. He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her on the cheek."I love you with all my heart." He said as he pulled a ring out of his pocket. He knelt down on a knee and asked her to be his wife.She answered with tears in her eyes, "yes!"They embraced and held on for a long time."I don't want you to leave." She said.He said he didn't want to leave either, but he had to. He had a plane to catch, so he told her he needed to go. He took her face softly; there were tears in her eyes. He told her that he would be back soon, and they would get married once he
Love Is A Song Love is a song.It may start out as a whispering melody,Or the ringing of bells.Notes hinting of a sweet harmony.Soft and innocentA tune plays in the back of someone's mind,The faintest notes.The sweet song playing softly, softly.It then becomes louder, and stronger.The violin strings,the beating of drumsclashing of symbols.The feeling is so overwhelmingand wonderful.The orchestra of instruments begins to fade;the brass and the drums fadetill you can hear no more.Till only the sweet sound of the harpand the soft lullaby of the violin can be heard.The music plays softer and softerbut it doesn't fade.