Grief

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I remember your gentle touch

As my hand you took in yours

And the words that so tenderly fell on my ears

" I love you. Will you be mine ?"

Shyly, so softly I lifted my head and

I echoed the words you had just said.

I remember the bells, silk, satin and bows

My hand trembling in yours

As we took our vows

Our hearts filled with thoughts

" I am yours you are mine forever now on."

The years rolled by, leaving their marks

We had our share of laughter and larks

But through hail, snow and storm,

Fair weather and foul

The words never died-I love you, I am yours

As I gently remove the dried leaves from the stone

That lately adorns the place you were borne

My mind recalls the years that we shared

And wonders where love has gone.

The tears gently flow wetting the earth below

And I whisper softly to let you know-

I am still yours and will be ever more.

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