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When the honeymoon is over And you have those little rows, Remember how you stood that day And made those Wedding Vows. Remember too the joy When the Preist said 'Kiss the Bride', And how you looked around you, Your hearts so full of pride. Remenber all those little things, That made you,to each other dear. And how good the feeling, When you hold each other near. Then in the twilight of your years You'll have something proud to own. A Love you've cherished thru' the years. A Love that has. Forever Grown. N.J.R

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