coucher    de    soleil    /    My    Wife Therese I met her in the autumn of her budding life, fair maiden you capture my heart, Once in the days past beyond recall when my mind wanders the things of today giving no thoughts of tomorrow, a beautiful madden most pleasant I search not for tomorrow but for today to please me in loving delight and comfort my needs, she came riding one day full of spirit making beautiful sounds with ornaments of Jewel and brass not knowing that I exist, fair madden I whisper yours is but a dream unfolding in the present of time how beautiful thou art thou with loving eyes that match those of the blue breast dove, I am here my love oh daughter of the morning sun if but for a moment in time and nightfall turn into day the days grow longer measuring my spirit, who is she you talk about inquire the timekeeper but there was no answer from me for the game I plaid was not to unfold till I gaze upon her radiant face, and my eyes were open, run fair madden fly upon the rainbow of faith sour through my misfortune for I was too young to know the joys of yesterday yet we were married, and love blossom into years of joyfulness, and she became my strength, my teacher, teaching me the love of Almighty Jehovah that awaits me someday, my oasis was not dry it flowed living streams of water satisfying my soul for all time, thank you fair maiden. A grateful husband / Coucher De Sole