When she came into a room all eyes stared,
All the other men of him, were enviousness.
None of women in the room could compare,
Her beauty just left everyone breathless.
They danced all night to the musical beat,
Her moves were so flowing and elegant.
Their love for each other to him was complete,
With a passion that seemed ever continuant.
He thought their love would always last,
But there came the day she said they must part.
Now he dwells on vivid memories of days past,
How the belle of the ball broke his heart.
Copyright @ 2005 M. Doris
Fuller
Picture used to make these graphics came on A
Broderbund CD purchared by me. The artist is unknown.
The background music is "All Out Of Love."
The font is QuillPerpendicularRegular.
