by Kathleen SheppardWhy does your heart grow doubtful dear?
Tense and beating, full of fear.
I keep with me your everlasting love,
and bless the day God sent you from above.
You remain my angel and I feel that I must,
tell you that within you, you have my trust.
My love is the tide, your soul is the shores,
you have my heart, do I have yours?
I'll belong to you till the very end,
and you will forever stay as my lover and friend.
It has been so good like this from the start,
so darling please, trust me with your heart.
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2 comments:
Such a wonderfully written site, the artwork is outstanding.
Regards,
A.J.
Returning for a visit, hope to see new entries in the coming year. Happy Holidays.
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