On that red bridge

On the red bridge, of the Harrisonville, with the lake beneath, and under the endless skies, so calm and still, where dreams dare to play, I tied a promise on a string, with thoughts only you could bring, handing you the fishing pole, hoping you'd see my heart and soul.

With every divine, promising that I would, do my best, to take care of you and love you, even though I felt you deserved the world, the stars and more, yet you chose to walk chose to walk with me, on that red bridge.

You were about to cast the line, into the lake's embrace, a gentle whisper of hope, with the smile, on your face realizing, what I tied, on you're fishing string, tears of joy glistening, as you seen me, get down, on one knee.

With every divine, promising that, I would always, do my best, to take care of you, and love you, even though I felt, you deserved the world, the stars and more, yet you chose to walk with me, that day on the red bridge.

With a heart, that's forever loving, a love like no other, every smile, an unwavering, spirit in your own special way, a journey that God, started beyond compare, together forever, I'm so grateful for the love, that we've shared, in the depths, of your love, I found my home, that day on that red bridge, at the Harrisonville lake.

With a gentle whisper, under that vast blue sky, not knowing there was a Christian concert going on, where our hearts, and dreams, aligned and you saying yes, where our joy and laughter, danced on that red bridge.

With every divine, promising that I would, always, do my best, to take care of you, and love you, even though I felt, you deserved the world, the stars, and more, that I would try so hard to get you, yet you chose to walk with me, on that red bridge