Prgress is being made in every aspect and every way,

I can smell the sweetness again in the morn of every day.

Smiles returning from memories long forgotten,

Dreams destroying all that's rotten.

We've been through a lot, you and me...

Months of pain and sometimes abject misery.

Now it seems the mist has started to clear,

Sadness and guilt slowly turned to cheer.

we're safe and can smile at what we've both got,

It seemed so little but is actually a lot.

I'm proud of you and proud that you're proud of me,

So glad to know and to be able to see.

Love is love, and is rather better than fair,

But love is not as sweet as care.

To care is to want the other to be happy,

To love is to want the other to be with me.

I care you dear, you make me smile,

I'm so happy for us after all this while.