Maybe It Was Her Smile

Maybe it was her smile
Perhaps it was her hair
It could have been our love of music
Since she played guitar and I played drums

I liked the ocean, she liked the country
She trained horses, I trained resort staff
An unlikely coupling
But a match made in heaven

We share a love of Scotland
Country music and classic rock
We’re living in the country
With 2 horses, 9 rescue dogs

It started with her phone number
That a friend brought me one day
“She’s waiting for your call” he said
“She’s not that far away”

What followed were the phone calls
We talked for hours every night
About favorite places, music and our dreams
We hadn’t even met yet, but I could feel the love begin

A week went by before I said
“I’m driving up to see you”
I could hear the smile in her voice
As she gave me the directions

When I arrived that Sunday
Her Mom answered the door
“You must be Walt” she said
“I am Susan’s Mom”

Suddenly my heart beat faster
When a vision of loveliness appeared
“This is Susan” her mother said
And all I said was “Wow”

“Was that a good or bad wow” Susan softly said
Which put us both at ease
I may have fallen in love that day
For my heart was telling me so

We both felt strongly that we had loved before
In another time, another place, a thousand years before
Ten short weeks after we had met
We were married at Medieval Times

Maybe it was her smile, perhaps it was her hair
It might have been our love of music
But I believe that God looked down
And gave us the love we share

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