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Do I still believe in marriage?

My belief in holy matrimony...

depends on you my gorgeous Pet.

Waking to find you gone brought

tears to eyes that rarely cry.

I'm sitting here...looking at your portrait.

Staring at a ring...nestled in an antique box.

Inherited courtesy of Gram's will.

Same ring I placed on your finger....

after kissing you...under moonlit sky.

I never married...never seriously dated.

Why? Never found anyone like you.

You are the one I can never forget.

You are the one that stole my heart

without trying.

You are the love of my life

and always will be.

Would I ask you Ms. Betty Ponder

to marry me again?

Without a doubt I would.

My dreams are always of you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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alexander-swain
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Mar 1, 2014
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