~ Love Came A-Knocking~

Love has come a-knocking,
At the door to my heart;
A seed has been planted there,
And its growth has a start.

My love is kind and good,
And my heart is in his hand;
Will he gently cherish it,
And against harm take his stand?

Will he always love me?
Be with me for all our days?
Will he hold and care for me,
And teach me all his ways?

Will he like that which I enjoy?
Will we share in all we do?
Will we often work together,
And spend time in fun and play, too?

If he is willing to give me his heart,
My heart and soul are his;
My love will grow strong and true,
There is nothing to destroy this.