Submitted by Damaris Ann on Sun, 07/03/2016 - 05:02

Over snow-tipped peaks the sun ascends
Lavender dewdrops tossed by the winds
Grey tweed and a yellow dotted Swiss
To the young couple a walk of bliss
Eyes and hearts join the lips to smile
Tender whispers to fill the while
Fingertips brush lavender dewdrops
The sun's rays peep through piney tree-tops
Grey tweed, on one knee, pleads with the Swiss
Mister found his Missus in the Miss
A courting walk ended with lovers
A simple romance, just like others