He took my hand, held it softly,
and gazed into my eyes;
He hesitated, then took a breath,
this gentle-hearted guy

I felt a quiver within my heart,
I knew what he would ask;
I smiled inside as he said the words,
his lure, I knew, was cast

  He asked for my hand in marriage,
said the love he had was true;
He said he wanted me for always,
 I answered " yes, for always, I want you too"

With age our love grows stronger,
as anyone can see,
I'll be with him forever,
I love him and he loves me.

 ~Mary B~
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