Making memories

I remember how dad used to do it -
Bring the family on picnics most weekends...
Hiring his friend's station wagon -
Bringing the whole brood for a dip in the sea...
I remember how I took over the task -
As the children were growing up...
We would all look forward to the school breaks -
To go on picnics, to camp and to dip in the sea together...
 There's a joy in recalling those nostalgic moments shared -
I just wonder if someone would do it for me one day...

Sharing your life

I'ld love to share your life,
I surely would -
The things that you love, the things that you do...
I'ld love to love the people that you love - And would love to meet those that you care for...
 For loving you means loving everything that is part of you -
Loving you means feeling blue whenever you are blue...
Taking pride in sharing your knowledge and your skills -
And finding out and learning to master those that I don't know...
Loving you is to be there for you, in times of trouble or loneliness -
In sickness or in health - if ever and whenever you need me...