|Saturday, May 1st 2004, by Marissa A Spencer|
When life’s weariness overcomes me
You are a gentle warmth
That softens the edges of my day
So much like an easy summer’s eve
Where night sounds bring gentle rest,
Your strong thoughtfulness fills the hours
Yet, as the seasons pass along the fleeting years,
They seem like droplets lost down a bubbling stream.
Our times together are too swiftly passed.
Nonetheless, we are never really parted my Dearest.
You are the laughter the fills my memories,
And without you I would be less than I am.
Marissa A Spencer
© October 3, 2003
ps. This was written for a friend to give to her husband on their 15th Anniversary.
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