69. SUSAN AT HER PIANO

Susan's piano catches the late day sun

Whose light engilds the ivories

Susan's cat lays sleepily on top

Watching her fingers on the keys Susan's guy,

Rick, is shooting pool

Downtown in the old bar

Probably winning, at least usually,

Susan listens for his car

Rick never even tries to hide the fact

Of how much he loves his girl

In a soft moment he can't hold back

He would tell the whole darn world

She's the prettiest thing, she's the sexiest thing,

She's so smart, how good she cooks,

Her long red hair flows like a river

Perky nose, kind blue eyes, a lover of good books.

In her turn she is as fair with him

How strong, and patient, and wise

How he is always there for her...

Her heart is in her eyes

I love sweet couples

People brave enough to believe

Precious light pours graciously upon

Those who are open to receive