“When a man loves a woman, he has to become worthy of her. The higher her virtue, the more noble her character, the more devoted she is to truth, justice, goodness, the more a man has to aspire to be worthy of her.”
-Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen
Dawn to dusk, all I can think of is her,
For see, she’s the girl with the golden heart.
Without her, the days just seem to blur,
Minute or month, from her I can’t bear to part.
Whatever does she see in a fool like me?
I’m lost in my thoughts, more often than not.
She’s my destination, my place to be.
I’ve won the jackpot, falling for Asia Scott.
To everyone, she’s sweet, caring, and kind.
To me, she’s absolutely fantabulous
For us, it seems the stars have aligned,
And it’s positively miraculous.
Day or decade, I’m more than willing to wait.
For I see, this is something lovers call fate.
