Monday, October 4, 2004

The Woods

I feel the calm
                        and I know you are here
                        I walk alone
                        no more my dear
                        Your strength for us
                        has set me free
                        To this I vow
                        to love, honor and cherish Thee

                        Be not at war
                        with impossible thoughts
                        for what we hold
                        will never be lost
                        Take my hand love
                        together hardships withstood
                        Hold precious these days...

                        Our walks in the woods

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