My girl she's a wonder
A work of living art
A creation of beauty
I've loved from the start
Smiles are a plenty
Given for free
A heart filled with kindness
Only good she can see
Innocence so pure
Gentle in all
A saint to all people
Of this I am sure.
Karoline oh karoline
Powerful and strong
Without any effort,
You make life a song

Sitting by the window

  “Come, Karoline, open your door…” I think it is
an old song was written by a soldier in the Napoleonic war
I have never met anyone called Karoline and why
should I remember now seven o’clock in the morning?
I knew of a young woman who always waited by her door
when I came home late, she lived in the house next to mine
I  often wondered what she was waiting for perhaps she
was a “Karoline” of the modern age.
Come to think of it many women stood in doorways or looked
out of the windows as the was pre-TV time and women
like to see what is going on while the husband is asleep on the sofa.
I have seen many women in seaports like Rotterdam and Hamburg
sitting half-dressed by a big window and dimmed light, they were waiting too
for any man to enter those who did didn't stay long.
This I think was because none of them was a Karoline.

A journey full circle,
Feeling nothing but fear,
a circles infinite,
the end no where  near.

With acceptance in fate,
I gave up and ran.
I met my life, love and partner,
Falling into destiny's plan

You've filled my life full of love,
and my days are like sunshine,
with my heart in your hand,
Soon, you'll give me karoline,

an angel.
Sweet Karoline.

Your souls beauty shines,  
and your strength i adore,
Our destiny's been chosen,
We found the same door.

Together we'll walk,
Holding hearts in our hands,
for the rest of our days,
till all time stops and it stands.