Hush, be still
my heart
the day is done
let its tedium part

we'll rest under
the Pacific moonlit sky
listen to the sound
of the guitar-- just you and I

as the coconut leaves shimmer
and the breezes gently drift by
unburdened by life's fever and fret
not to be fazed by a single sigh

we'll not forget the vows
we made so long ago
our love has not lost its shine
that our hearts truly do know.