Miriam Owens

(11-10-1957 / Kerry)

Sleeping Voices


Years have past and my heart still breaks
Somehow you completed me in the most magical way.
As we continue to stroll down our soul mate's path
I know that we will continue never-ending laughter
.
When I placed my hand in your hand
I trusted you with my heart.
This was only the start.
To be accepted and loved unconditionally.

My time spent with you
Somehow when I wasn't looking
your love slipped quietly into my heart.
And I knew deep down we will never be apart
.
The love that you shine down on me
is brighter than the sun.
Just pure happiness makes me feel
like I've won.

Because your love is a gift
that could never be replaced.
I know that these feelings will never be erased.
As our sleeping voices will always be awake

Submitted: Sunday, September 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013
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