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Mar 2019
My fingers fly
  across the keys

trying to compose
  my thoughts to please

For you, my dear,
  my lovely Wife

The woman I chose
to call my Wife.

My heart is yours
to have and to hold

forever dear,
  as we grow old.

I Love You.
Leo Janowick
Written by
Leo Janowick  73/M/Pomona, California
(73/M/Pomona, California)   
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