In the morning of a beautiful summers day amy found her peace and happiness
,in the making of pancakes,a fruit platter and tea spread on the table for her husband to see.
See while he slept his wife was busy preparing this delicious spread.
Love is perfect like that it makes small things count and you find pleasure in anything which pleases your love.
As he woke to the smell of his wife's loving gesture a smile made it's way to his lips as he listened,
as she sang like a bird of the morn free and light.
He hope he played a part in her content way of life,
she was his first love and for her he's the same
But as we know in life nothing lasts,
what a shame