021: Wife Poem by Colin Johnston

<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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