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A Ring, A Girl and A Question.
I sit on the swing with a ring in my lap
It glints in the sun like her eyes
It is not much, it can all i can afford right now
But I bought it for her, from my heart
I will ask her, i will ask when she comes
Here she comes now, there is a lump in my throat
I hide the box behind me
She sits on my lap and kisses my cheek, cuddling close to me
I smile and close my eyes, leaning into her
She looks at me with her all knowing eyes
"what are you hiding?" she asks
"Nothing" i lie and try to take her mind away
But she knows me too well and she starts to tickle me
I drop the box and she snatches it
I am pinned now, i have to ask.
I get down on one knee and open the box
I look up in her eyes and hope i'm not wrong
The butterflies jump in my throat
I swallow hard and look at her once more
I feel my voice return
My hand shakes, my body trembles then i ask the words
"My love, the person who makes me feel alive, the person who i think of every morning when i wake and every night before i sleep, the one to whome i owe my life and to who i give my heart, to my one and only love, the one i wish to spend my life with, i wish to ask thee ... will you marry me"
Then i lower my head to wait
and hope for a yes
