My wife my love my life a kiss to you all my love fore ever During the summer of 1964 I spent time with my grandpa, and just recently I was so lucky to be given his wallet with so much history of his life his fishing and hunting license from 1966, his driver’s license with his birth date and his union card, but the thing that touch me most was a poem. I do not know if it is his words or someone else but in my heart I feel his words. He passed on to greater good in 1966. I love my country and we should expect more from those we elect I have listen to your words and felt a tear drop touch my hart many times I have felt something good from your words… you work… you try… never again I wish to see you cry… never more… I know we met a short time ago… but soon you will know… I mean no harm so do not fear me… I was a warrior once some know… battles I fought men did die… all I promise is that I will try… a kiss so tender a kiss so sweet… my hart… my life… my promise to you …Love is a magic mystery… so very seldom solved… perplexing and enhancing… to those that are involved… sometimes it causes tears to fall… then suddenly a smile… for some it is a bumpy road… for others so worthwhile… because of it folks live and die… it makes the world go round… harts are lost in its embrace… while hearts are found… it gives us faith to journey… however rough the way… and for the most part love is like… a beautiful bouquets… yes love’s a dream we all pursue… a treasure beyond measure… that is if it is true.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 04:01:53 +0000
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