Whistle Me a Lullaby

Whistle me a lullaby,
then wipe the tears from my eye.
With your love I gently sigh
yet these are happy tears I cry.

The joy I feel simply glows
and on your face it clearly shows.
We nurture our love so it grows,
while passion through our blood-it flows.

I want to laugh and to cry;
have no fear and don't ask why;
Instead I look into the sky,
and offer thanks for this slice of pie.

This piece of pie is made of you,
with a beautiful heart and eyes of blue.
You’re always here seeing love through,
fighting for us in all that you do.

This light we share is made of love,
a love that fits us just like a glove.
I hear angels singing from Heaven above,
as they send to us a beautiful dove.

We kiss the dove then set it free
and watch it fly to the edge of the sea.
It soars away content and carefree
while I bask in the glow of you loving me.