Tell The End With Love

Red and white
Black and white

The sounds of the chapel bells
The joys lifter of life.

The ending of one chapter
The beginning of the next

Even the birds seem to dance
With marry content.

To have
and
to hold

For rich
or
For poor

The love of your life
Tell time's end is your's

For the holding of hands
To the stilling of kisses
The one that for-fills your every wish
Now beams at you with joy and with pride.

Happiness is yours for all time.
For true love is pure,
and death is powerless in parting you both.