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Somehow the darkness returned a piece of me,a part that I had thought forever lost.
It took with it the sadness only I let others see,
giving me back my joy without a cost.
The love I knew in youth has returned to my life,
but can only be enjoyed in small hours.
Still we look ahead to a future without strife,
to share the lost time that once was ours.
She is more beautiful than ever before in my eyes,
yet she hasn't changed at all in my mind.
Year after year will pass as other's love dies,
but ours proves to be one of a kind.
If God grants me one thing I ask for in prayer
it will be for she and I to become one.
And even if that means that we both might be grayer,
it won't matter, our sadness will be gone.
B Heath Harris/(c) 2009
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