I wouldn't let "Big Jim", sleep tonight
For there were some things I wanted him to write
A Letter to, My Dearest Jean
So he began to write, as if recording a dream
He heard me whisper into his ear
As he sat reclined in thought and tears
He was thinking you see, of what I might say
If God had granted me, one more day
We both My Dear, were thinking of you
I told him there were things, I hoped you knew
I was so correct in my choice of Bride
Love like ours you can not hide
I could never have found in the, USA
A Bride like you anywhere today
You treated me as though I were a King
My Stately Lady, My Queen, my everything
You adapted Oh so wonderfully well
It was only by your speech, they could tell
That American was not your native soil
And in England, women their men do spoil
You never complained when we left your homeland
As we faced the unknown future, hand in hand
Three beautiful children you gave to me
How I wish our Son, you now could see
Did I thank you for your beautiful smile?
Or the hug or kiss, which made life worthwhile?
Did I tell you each meal we ever shared
Reflected how much, you truly cared
Our home was spotless, your pride and joy
With artistic skills you did employ
A teapot collection for all to see
And treasures of England's Royal Family
You were always concerned about how you'd appear
But you were My Beautiful Queen, always My Dear
You radiated a class that's all your own
That made a palace of our humble home
Your love for animals showed only in part
The depth of love within your heart
And I was honored that you choose me
To spend life on earth with you eternally
For even though we're now apart
You are still held Dear within my heart
For you My Dear, are destined to be
My PERFECT BRIDE, though out eternity |
