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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I've come to want for morning leisure where once the night knew not my haste now feed my measure of quiet pleasure trading sleep for tranquilities taste Tis when I ponder of past and present an editors choice of will to learn from tempests I have weathered hold tight the remnants of joy instilled For if by chance this day shall fade the last I've traveled my journey known to know in conscience I have paid time in thought of days I've owned Of love relinquished or that bestowed facing giants and demons known in strength or weakness of which I'm prone to praise the grace and mercy shown Fickleness in light of providence pulls back the curtain of chaotic scenes revealing there a smiling cognizance of trials hewed to shape sweet dreams So as my garden vines do cling and wind their trellis to face the sun I find myself grateful for broken wings unable to flee from the man who's come To win my heart in deep respect with awe and laughter secure to rest what joy to cling without regret to a trellis built by an architect strong and stable so full of love tender yet able to strengthen enough to carry the burden of weight and wind and fill every dream from without and within Praise I sing for a man today who bathed my face in the morning sun a gift for years stowed away of "all I dreamed" in pseudonym In light of grace has come the dawning of mourning to be no more and with a ring of promises the rest of forever with "The One" whom I adore
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