Once upon a time, there was a man with a smile

Holding hands with each other and kissing for quite a while

Writing poems did one for the other nightly

And Gods clock kept ticking

Believing they were together, before, in heaven

Married, they prayed to become

His parents, of course, did not agree

And she, the apron strings to uncut

And Gods clock kept on ticking

Children, boys they did have

Most nights, they spent studying to get hone their talents

Their children joyfully became two

And Gods clock kept ticking

And late nights were often

Happiness was experienced sitting in rocking chairs

Reading to them night and playing with them during the day

and Gods clock kept ticking

Life, as it soon became was not easy

Degrees obtained, moving ensued, jobs and more education

Joy became less often as was needed

And Gods clock kept ticking

Difficult to assume were the nights playing together

Children important and always number one

Difficult to assume family dinners together at night

Working along with nurturing the boys was the song

And Gods clock kept ticking.