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| WHY I LOVE HER Wildflowers, and windblown hair, and love in her simple smile, these are the things I only need, to make my life with her worthwhile. Walks and talks, and togetherness, even laughing when it rains, because the sun don't have to shine, her touch will soothe all pain. On dreary days, I worry none, her thought brings me such cheer. The things she does to make me laugh, are what I hold so dear. Lovely walks down shade tree trails, with sunshine peeking thru, or starlit nights, while we hold hands, these things she loves to do. Candlelit rooms, bubbled baths, oh, God, the scents so sweet, my mind has never sensed such things, as when our bodies meet. I could go on for many years, and tell all just how I feel, and words I spell will never tell the world just how I feel. So, all I tell ,these words I say, to her they do refer. All she does in simple ways, is why I do love her... 05/28/01 |
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