It was a warm spring day
in the month of May
When a letter flew into my window sill
nosy I was but oh my it was such a thrill

Mysterious, unopened, and coffee stained
Oh how I tried to restrain
I peered out
curious to see if anyone was about

I lived on a country farm
I gazed o'er the fields and their charm
Slowly I opened the letter with grace
and made sure I did it without haste

I am old and forgetful now
but if I remember the letter talked of a vow
A vow of one's love
and the man who orchestrated it from above
It did say, "always have faith"
and "try to give it more than an eighth"
Even if only an eighth of courage, of strength, and yes strangely fear
For with that eighth HE holds your life dear

I distinctly remember it signed up real nice
For a moment I doubted if I should ever read it twice
It made me reflect on the life HE gave me
But as HIS child I realized I'm free

Days when I swing under the ole' willow tree
I remember how I'm filled with glee
That letter flying in the wind was so odd
Yet it's coming back to me--Oh yes!
It was signed by the one and almighty God.