Weeping willows, by a mountain stream, holding you close, to share my dream. Having a house, with a peice of land, to walk it together, hand and hand. As we sit, under the shadey trees, enjoying each other, in the autumn breeze. I look in your eyes, that sparkle so bright, and I kiss your lips, as I hold you so tight. To share my dream. Our love grows stronger, by the day, we feed and water it, by what we say. I know your heart, as you know mine, together in love, we're perfect and fine. In this letter, from me to you, I want to give thanks, for all that you do. You show me love, and give me care, you let me know, you'll always be there. To share my dream.
William D. Breland II
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