Dear Duncan...
What a delight
You are to me
My everything
My one and only
You are precious and kind
Loyal and generous
May God bless us
For many more years to come
I love you more than
Words can say
I love you more than
I can convey
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Spring
Spring has supposedly come I'm reminded of the hymn we used to sing: "What a wondrous time is spring, When all the trees are buddi...
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Spring has supposedly come I'm reminded of the hymn we used to sing: "What a wondrous time is spring, When all the trees are buddi...
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The time to write, to breathe... The time to sort through the muddle, Of thoughts that reel. Can I overcome, Can I get over it again? ...
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Hundreds of light years pass by stars die, get reborn, shine foreign objects come hurtling by, all the while we sit comfortably on ea...
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