Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Precious Loved

Carried with every Breath escaping mine Lips,
There is a Sweet thought of Thee.
And every Heartbeat,
Brings me precious Life and...
Caresses a new Memory made of We.
For each Tear shed due to Loss,
I would cry each another time Ov'r.
Because every Moment & Memory
That is being Shared & Made with You,
Is worth every Tear Lost, For'ver.

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