How many times
have I not, paused
To look into your loving face
The images of warmth
And tender touch
Oozing from your pliant form
A mark of friendship
That sod a layer to my heart
Binding the roots together
I may not predict
The course of time
That will seath my life
In an eternal wrap
But I can confirm dove of my beat
To bring you nearer to my heart
And will run extra miles
If I could find you in trouble
And banter you with my loving remark
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