Time can move the ages,
And wind can move the air,
The way you turn my pages,
Oh nothing could compare.
Oceans can wash the shore lines,
And heat can melt the ice,
But for me it'd take a lifetime,
To show the extents of my device.
The thoughts are never ending,
I think them every day,
From my heart they are ascending,
But the words I cannot say.
The spring will grow us flowers,
Just as faith in us has grew,
On day that germination will be ours,
When the blossom will bloom in you.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
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