My Love For You Has Dwindled

Many mighty hours,

Many, many, many times,

My love for you has dwindled,

Making happiness only shattered lines.

Much I’ve had to regret,

Many times I’ve cried;

My favourite pastimes broken,

Melted into days I’ve lied. But

Misty eyes are drying, and

Merry men can smile, as

My love and I are stable;

Miracles can happen fine.

Mile by mile, we work it,

Messages are sent by love,

Meandering ever forward,

Much like a river, untouched.


My love for you is growing

Many miles by the hour.

My dearest you are beautiful,

Much like the evening flower.

The End

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