Endless love

He promised he'd come back. My husband never breaks his promises -
strict about that he is. He said he'd be back and he will be. That's
why I come here every year, just in case he is waiting for me.

He only popped off to get something to eat. The kids were hungry and I
hadn't been out for a couple of days - been too busy with the little
ones. He nipped off out to get us all something for dinner and that was
the last we saw of him. Had to resort to left overs in the end.

It's been two years now. Two long years I've had to bring up the family
alone and struggle with all of the mouths to feed, but I wouldn't dream
of looking for someone else. Not me, No. He was the one for me and
no-one can come even close. I couldn't replace my sweetheart. No - I'll
die loving him I will.

Get's lonely though. And the kids never stop asking about 'im. Do we
look like him, do we sound like him endless questions and when I'm
strict, did he succeed in running away from me, like they sometimes
want to. There's no reward in being a mother!

He'll come. I know he will, he wouldn't leave me. And its worth the
chance, because this is our special place, we would come here together
at this time of every year - he knows I will be here and maybe he'll
come back to me one day. Soon they'll leave me. My little ones will
grow up - and fly the coup. They'll be off - to find a family of their
own - and to start their adventures in life.

And I'll be left here - thinking 'bout him. And how I miss him. I'll
spend the rest of my life, waiting for him. No more cygnets shall I
have, not another egg shall lay - my life will end with you - my love,
my heart.