| The Card Sometime ago, you gave me a card, and the words written there touched me so, as only you have been able to. I read it each day...it is my most treasured possession. It simply reads as follows. The first time you held my hand, did you know you were pulling me into your life, interlacing your fingers with mine like a knot we would never want to untie? I must have known. And so I fell in love with you, in step with you, walking into the gentle light of our days together My hand in yours, yours in mine, through the lengthening shadows of time. So simple. So familiar. So forever. Thank you for reaching out to me, for loving me, for always. I Love you! I can't begin to say, the feelings I had then the emotion that runs through me today as I reflect back on when We were in love in our special way Tonight, as I sit here and write, with these words in front of me I vision you asleep and wonder, were you ever mine? "This too shall pass, for it is written" |
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