Sunday, April 6, 2014


Remember when you swung on that leather strap
over the waterfall at Niagara Falls...
I bet you, you couldn't make that swing,
You said, "watch me"
Then in a move I didn't believe you could make, you hopped
over the barrier,
Onto the unit that the custom guys use

I could see your face make that tough-guy look you do sometimes
Then you held your hand up high and I saw the diamond winking
in the light,
And you grinned, as you zipped yourself onto the line,
Folded the ring into a pleat in your jacket
Then, with all the power I know you have in your shoulders
You literally flew out over the falls, made that huge loop and then back to me...
of course, I said I'd marry you.


  1. Love this, Sharon. It's an old-fashioned love story.

  2. Thank you Sara...good of you to comment; I haven't been getting around much lately...