A time, your, families would be
As great and big, our wish that be
Yours, not yours, ours would be
Grandsons, laughing with mirth, would be
Your growing a part
Would make our hearts part
Sparkling stars, would part
A place, time, and homeliness would part
A gain our sons and daughters, yours for love
Love not with lust, but care to love
Lust decay, it would be, care makes true love
Happily ever after, marriages flow with love.
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This touched me so much. It's all very true word by word. You know how to reach me all the way with your Poems Charles. I Love This Too.