He Keeps The Home Fires Burning

I have stumbled across a new passion: writing. It is proving to be insightful and rewarding.

He's such a easy goin' type of guy,

He loves me without end.

His path is ever humble,

He's gentle as the wind.

Remembering every now and then,

I think of special times,

The love he shows me without fail,

Until the very end.

As times slips by so very soon,

I sense his love with each passing moon.

Up above in the sky so ever blue,

I'm always thankful for me and you!

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