Abiding Hearts

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    Abiding Hearts

    Kindred spirits;/ Said to be few and far between./ Yet innocence unspoiled...../Even more fleeting than these./ Evading all criticism;/ Thine heart given me./ True beyond comparison;/ Ready until death do us part./ Giving inspiration;/ And permeating the fabric/ Of my being./ Rendering purpose with joy;/ Emulating what only God/ Can prepare./ The immortal heart in thee;/ So easily worn;/ This rarity of purity/ Called Marie./ Abiding forever; abiding in me;/ These delicate heartstrings/ God giveth to me....../ O love of my life.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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