White and fluffy, yet definitely ewe,
She’s abundantly giving, though not him.
Her heart may be his but can she be ours?
Perhaps, if we sing her a loving hymn.
My heart’s calling, I’m reaching out to you,
I’d have our minutes turned into hours.
Enjoyment helps pass the time in hours,
I’m lost in soft, gentle beauty that’s ewe.
What would days be like without having you?
Are you happy when you are with him?
At peace, together, we are our own hymn,
May memories made always be ours.
We’re radiant when we make life ours,
The peace lasts into the gloomy hours.
Within darkness, our light hums its own hymn,
Replenishing the soft and gentle ewe.
We find our balance when we include him.
His eyes softly ask, “May I join you?”
Life is full when, beside me, there is you.
It makes it possible to deem life ours.
Are you happy choosing to include him?
He’s an addition to happy hours.
He’s as fluffy and gentle as a ewe,
He’s a happy chorus to our shared hymn.
Life sings a set of various hymns.
When I know me, I’ll be welcoming you.
I want love to be a comforting ewe,
Something special to cherish as ours.
A gift to treasure in any hours,
Memories remembered, even by him.
Life is full including you, me and him.
There’s much love and happiness in our hymns.
Our peace endures many days and hours,
To return, I must only think of you.
A grounding joy to know that it’s ours,
A soft and gentle beauty that is ewe.
Including him, I’m blessed to have you,
The hymn we sing will always be ours.
The comfort of ewe will last all hours.