The years rolled by And then a friend spoke to me of you And my hands reached out
To find you had found A lady fair to be your wife I smiled Knowing you were rolling in her love And embracing her in hers
The moment that you had seen her you had known she would be your life And then today I heard that only in Heaven could you be touched
Two weeks of marriage had been your allowed bliss A tease- when all you deserved was the height and experience of living and loving her The one you cherished.
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Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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Offering you a shoulder , beautiful heartfelt words
Heartfelt!!!💖💕
This was a very emotional poem