In London's gentle embrace, I find,
A life not grand, but simply kind.
A modest job, a humble start,
With family, where love imparts.
In the evenings, we gather close,
A loving family, the ones I chose.
A husband, a dream in flesh and bone,
Treating me like the tales I've known.
Weekends echo with joyous sounds,
Parks and laughter, on sacred grounds.
Disciplined kids, manners refined,
A tranquil haven, our hearts entwined.
Fridays weave a tapestry of faith,
Religious talks, a spiritual wraith.
Saturdays, a sporty embrace,
Shared passions, each smiling face.
Through the years, in love we grow,
Quality time, our currency to show.
No grand desires, just love so true,
A simple life, with all of you.