Love has beginnings…
The First Moment
The moon a silver crescent
In a corner of the night;
Stars in the sky,
Like diamonds gleaming bright;
We walk hand in hand
On the gently sloping hill,
Listening for the sound
Of the early whippoorwill.
This is a shining moment—
One when dreams come true—
The first delightful moment
That I fall in love with you.
By Betty L. Killebrew
Copyright May 30, 2005
