True Love
I wonder what it’s like
To have a ring around your finger
That declares a one true love
That binds you to another
When you feel a little lost
You lay your head upon his shoulder
And he whispers, “you’re my only”
And there you’ll stay until you older
Holding children in your arms
A son, and then a daughter
Who will grow and make their homes
Leaving two again, together
And one by one you’ll pass
Within a month of each other
Because the second left alive
Couldn’t live without the other
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