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Ode to my love...
by Mike Tippit
She came into my life
So young, sweet and fair,
Her eyes as blue as sapphires
Golden sunshine, her hair.
Her body, so fresh and supple,
Aphrodite would be green from envy
An hourglass figure to die for
A sweet innocence, unspoiled from any.
We wed as most young lovers do
Our love grew over the years
We've had our share of joys
Along with our share of tears.
The years have past so quickly
We've both grown, yet, in different ways
Careers have seem to come first
Instead of each other, as in past days.
We seem to lose sight of what's important
As we grow older with passing time
We each find other interests
And get complacent in our minds.
We get too comfortable in our relationships
Figuring "I'll make time for her today..."
Yet, the love we once held so dearly
Changes, and the passion seems to fade.
I make these observations
In an attempt to cheat fate,
Remind her and show her you love her
Before it's just too late.
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