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To entangle,every thread of your life
To love, and cherish you, my wife
To knit and weave, threads of my own
And make us whole, one, not alone…

That is the story I wish to narrate
Of lovely little mornings, some early, some late
And nights held together, by whispers of love
A story, of us, what a story! Wow!

Imagine, the distance, of years gone by
When we look back and remember the sky
As it first looked on us, united by fate
And we started our eternity, though it was a bit late

Imagine the wrinkles, a story in each
Of us sipping colas on some secluded beach
And travels, and travails, and memories so clear
A story, of us, only us my dear …