MY GIFT


The sweet precious gift of life
You certainly will be my wife
You have given me everything
When you gave me your love.
With you I experience no pain
Your love has given me gains
I know if I come on this plains
Another lifetime,I'll love you again.
Life may not be a bed of roses
But I will in this lifetime, make
Your bed with petals of roses.
My love for you shall be true
And my promises to you sacred,
Never to be broken.
I count myself lucky to have a special
Woman that is you.
I'll forever thank God for this precious gift.

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