<font color=orange>I love you and you love me,
Is this not how it's meant to be?
Together for so many years,
<font color=black>Some ones good, some ones not,
<font color=orange>But, on the whole, loving years,
That should not be forgot.
As we grow old we may forget
That which later, we may regret,
<font color=black>When on our own, with time surfeit.
<font color=orange>Should they be tried in some indifferent court?
These years of ours for which we've fought
For what is yours, or what is mine,
<font color=black>Who would win, it's just a crime
<font color=orange>It's just a question about our Life
How we are, how we suffice.
To continue as we are,
To pass another, sometimes, mundane hour
Or should we split apart, forever?
<font color=black>Our hopes and dreams turned sour.
<font color=orange>The answer to this question is,
Without you I could not live…
You are the absolute,
Total meaning of my Life
That is why I Love you
<font color=green>Wife...
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Colin J... 24th May 2007
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It would take some one with a northern exposure to articulate the words of never having found this loving mate and that which lives endearments treasured forgotten never soul of life in love..iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Colin a wifey poem sooooooooo nice the last lines were the best....a life without a wife uuugg, how could we dance! ++++10 regards