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The End of Love

I sat while holding hands with you To talk with you that day I was afraid t'would be my last Before you went away We talked about a lot of things We laughed and also cried I knew the end was coming near And I would lose my bride A lovely peaceful day we had Just sitting side by side Her fingers were entwined with mine The fingers of my bride We talked of countless things we saw Of places far and wide Of sunsets and sunrises Cuddled closely with my bride Our marriage stood the test of time For many, many years Some with laughter, some with hope And many filled with tears We managed with our laughter To allay the hope and fears And yet through deep, unyielding love We continued through the years We never thought we'd be alone If one should pass away Yet there I sat just holding hands Not knowing, t'was this day Now I sit here in this room Seeing us standing side by side Me in a suit, you in a dress About to be my bride I never thought in those young years Someday this all would end But you must know should I get the chance I'd do it, all over again

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