"a Marriage of 38 Years"
He held my hand and kissed my heart.
For 38 years we've never been apart.
I've always been in love with him.
All his life and all those crazy whims.
We were so young when we first met.
38 years have past with no regret.
Three kids later and 38 years have past.
Our love for each other will always last.
We'll grow old and call one another dear.
Cause if we're lucky we'll have another
marriage of 38 years.
Teresa Skyles May 08, 2010
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