I love you, oh, so very much
I've carved it on a tree!
I want to tell the whole wide world
How much you mean to me.

I think my trusty pocketknife
Has made my message plain;
And best of all it won't wash off
In case we have some rain.

My love will grow as years go by,
And when we're old and gray ...
We can come and look again
At what I've carved today.