As We Are
For the days grow old,
As do we
I search for this woman
It was meant to be.
I found that woman,
Which is you
So, I searched my heart
I found this to be true.
For I shall hold your love,
With blissful joy
To me, you have been
The blessing I had asked for.
For now, it is time,
To tell the world
Having you with me
Was love to be shared.
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