Peter Gates

A Day in My Life

Every day, I thank my God above

For you, my one and only love,

Time to time.

In mornings when I wake-up

It’s thoughts of you that take-up

All my time.

In the day, my thinking of you

Compels my heart to beat too,

All in time.

In evenings, while cooking in my pan,

I consider myself the luckiest man

In my time.

At night, as I lay down and sleep-in

Loving dreams of you just creep in,

Every time.

Every day when we’re together

Your love serves as my bellwether

All the time.