When Sparks Fly..
When Sparks Fly.
The magic in our togetherness make's sparks fly.
Years of me loving her, her heart will always be mine.
Our trials, our errors, through out our years.
Seeing grandchildren we made, strikes me to tears.
Two hearts we have still beat as one.
The magic of our love is like white morning doves.
We are still young then turning so old.
Magically we are still in love 7 times fold.
I have found my soul mate early in my life's stride.
We both believe our love, with togetherness is our pride.
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