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The angels brought me you.

Wait for the season's to change my dear
Winter left and autumn's here, soon the summer sun shall shine,  as will love in ways divine 

Designed by fate is love and I know my heart is true,  I've lived a lonely life, in his passing,  but the angels brought me you

A pleasant reminder that the heart can coexist,  between love that's new, and love that's past in a solitude and bliss of eternal values too, 

I wrote his name so long ago in the sands of time and sea
And today I write yours on my heart for the entire world to see,

I love you in these values I wish to always uphold You are my saving grace, my warmth from the cold, 

I love you in the vows of a sacred fire that burns, and in my heart such love it lives, and in my soul it yearns .

 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

that you have passion and are willing to share so that others can know what makes life move, is our gift from you! thank you for being you!................Jim

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you so much sweetheart 😊🙏🌹❤
much love 🙏🌹

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Morris Holland ...

Omg it’s been a long time since I’ve had a chance to read your work and I’m reminded instantly why I am a huge fan. God bless you and I plan on reading more. It’s been like 7 years on here. 

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you so much sweetie,  I recently published a book , bare winter and the longings of spring,  I'd love your feedback 
merry Christmas,  and happy new year
Be safe and well 😊❤🌹🙏

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