Of all the loves I have known
His love is the only one that's grown
Like a mountain...strong!
Like a river...long!
It grew and grew with all its might,
Every day and every night,
'Til one day reaching its crest
It fell like all the rest.
Shattered and broken it did not lay,
For it grew again, grew to stay;
Grew again with bonds so bold
Now I wear a band of gold.
This is very beautiful.