My Paul, Sweetheart, I thank you for my watch.
Great Christmas present it was, oh yes—joy!
I knew what ‘twas so soon as saw the box.
Weakness I have for watches—yea! “Oh, boy!”—
I said to self when first I saw the case.
My thanks to you are great, my dear, sweet love.
You see, I love you true in heart, my base—
You are the meaning fine to me, my dove.
Yea, in my life I do see lots to share.
You make it all worthwhile in joy and peace.
You give me ballast to see life with care—
A bit of joy alway’ doth give the lease.
I love for life when long for you, my dear.
You walk ahead in life; I bring up rear.