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Nov 2017
When I heard your voice, I smiled,
you were telling me that you were mine;
my heart was comforted and warmed,
outside it rained, but also, sun did shine.

Sunshine in the rain, is rare and lovely,
both reflect the nature of one's life;
without rain, we've no flowers,
without sun, there's always strife.

Your my balance in this old world,
the gyroscope that rights my way;
the special one my heart is drawn to,
that highlights,  my ordinary day.

When I heard your voice, I smiled,
you were telling me you loved me so;
my soul was touched and satisfied,
because your love, it makes me whole.

When I heard your voice, I smiled,
you laughed and told me foolish things;
the crazy way that people fall in love,
the crazy glue that true love brings.
David Lessard
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David Lessard  75/M/Prescott, Arizona
(75/M/Prescott, Arizona)   
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