A Gift

Don't know what life has in store, before or after.
We met during a chance encounter.
A gift became tucked in our hearts.
We fell in love, because we saw something in each other.
It was the most we could offer.
A gift that can't be forgotten.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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