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Sep 2014
Candle lights in the room
as a poem is born
dressed in white
shadow on her face
that was adored...

Hearts beating fast
happening in clear view
their gentle faces tear a new
whispering I love you...

It wasn't always easy
this life they had
holding  each others hands
with memories that were true...

With their voices
that filled each night
to their dream
that held them tight....

Life goes by
children grow
age falls around them
tears do flow, laughter too....

Their devotion grows
as one passes on
the pen does flow
a poem is born, just one more time..

Debbie Brooks 2014
Deborah Brooks Langford
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