We Imagine

He kissed me under a tree

In the quietness of my hometown.

I sang with the birds, a glee

Of the happiness he and I found.

In front of the church with steeple,

A ready made picture of love,

Look inside and see all the people,

Well wishers like God up above.

With cheers and toast at reception,

At least that's how I picture things;

And a babe from honeymoon conception,

A life of joy that love brings.

So he kisses me under a tree

In the quietness of my hometown.

I know he's in love with me,

As he imagines me in a white gown.