Time has not purged the rhythm from my soul,
Nor has death yet here silenced beating heart;
But of this span called living, this I know,
Your love for me has made the better part.
With you I have not faced the world alone,
Steadfast you’ve stood forever by my side
And in soft gentle ways your love has shown
A heart that is as constant as the tides;
But what have I to give to love denote
For all the precious wonders you’ve bestowed?
Not but some simple tear stained words I wrote,
Well knowing naught can pay the debt you’re owed;
In ink I pledge to mighty gods above,
That I am yours in pure unending love.

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