On our anniversary weekend I knew we’d take a trip, But, how should we get there, car, train, plane or ship?
To somewhere romantic I thought would be a delight, To my surprise we headed for Logan and my heart took flight.
To Spain, we headed my love Chris and I
Sangrias, Tapas and warm Spanish nights, I thought I would cry.
On the streets soft guitars were heard as tapping feet tried to keep the beat. I was euphoric yet wondered how my love would ever Match this feat.
As lifting voices of Spain were singing songs I’ll remember all my life
And on this wondrous night Chris got down on bended knee and asked me to Be his wife.
We said goodbye to lovely Spain and had to pack as our weekend was done. But in reality our new lives had just begun.
*** 11/10/01 @ Sunset, Madrid, Spain.
Right out of a movie classic, my fianc