Love's Ups And Downs With Hills That Spills And Kills. - Poem by Michael Gale
My wife, i love her, i do...
She is my everything-
My highway to life...
She is my rock-She be my wife.
Tis true we argue at times...
It puts fire and heat deeply inside
our own two hearts well shared...
That goes to show you we've
loved and always have cared.
I can find my way out of the lonely forrest...
She is my light-My search beam, my best.
Love can be like a steep, steep hill...
So many ups and downs-
Tis the sudden landing that kills.
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