Needing a miracle, a healing miracle for our home.
Let Love sweet Love be the order of each day, that not time nor distance nor hurt lead us astray from what we hold dear, each within the other's eyes, what souls God's own hands brought near, to flourish, not die.

To count my faults, forget all joys,
and those things in you that chafe my hide,
were that all the truth, then Love would cry

"Thou art fools bye and bye! Have I not sweetly enamored thy two souls, to look beyond the faults and selfish strife, that thou hath over looked, when man became husband and woman wife?"

Love emplores .
" Let not so sacred a thing as a once happy union be thrown out like trash for anger' s woe. Be humble, settle in agreement just this one case, that many a year has passed with one for the other at each 's side, delighted in the gaze of the other's eyes, and true to say Love was welcome to seat upon the hearts that together made but one beat."

I love you.