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This Love
 


Each new day brings a blessing,
a gift from God above;
remarkable and wonderful,
a most amazing love.

He's learning different values,
acquiring self-control,
taking lessons in believing,
damaged heart becoming whole.

I'm learning to be patient,
long robbed of affection;
not rushing in, though tempted,
this love sweeter than confection.

Every night the same farewell,
'Goodnight, Sweetheart, Goodnight',
as part we must 'til morning,
it's so hard to do what's right.




By cherryk

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