Holding Hands
Sitting on our deck
Hand in hand we trek
Through our memories
Of love treasuries
Review how we met
Quickly a duet
Chuckle at our toils
How we almost spoiled
Love that was a gift
Despite all our rifts
Always we returned
For our hearts still burned
Now the end draws near
Separation fear
Until time has come
Hearts together drum
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