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15 year Anniversary Poem

Happy 15 year Anniversary Lovey!  

The card Lovey gave me today.  It looks like us!

You are my love.
EL-OH-VEE-EEE
your smile, your touch
our fingers entwined.
Going through life
side by side.

In sickness
and in health
we stay together.
Two souls 
on a high wire
now and forever!

Moments after moments
so many
“have a good day”s.
A kiss before
we close our eyes,
that is our way.

You are my love
EL-OH-VEE-EEE
dancing, thrifting,
singing together
living our story
you and me.

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