Beautiful prose, my dear love!
For your great talents thank God above,
So much love! I'm grateful to learn-
but now, my dear, it's my turn.
When will I love thee?
Let me fill you in.
I'll love you at the world's own end,
When the glass is half-full, or all the way empty,
I'll adore the little angel that the heavens lent me.
I'll be there, in your darkest hour,
white flag in hand, in the other a flower,
To hold you tight, and rub your shoulders-
I'll be here even when we're older.
We'll be together when wrinkles take over,
And rocking chairs make the best roller coaster.
Sweaters and sweat pants make the latest fashion,
There's nothing that can stop our youthful passion.
When you drop a glass, and it shatters completely,I
'll be there to help you clean it up neatly.
Sweeping and laughing, and a tad bit of teasing,
I admit that being around me won't be easy.
But I hope you'll stay with me, and stick around some,
Because, to be honest, you're the only one--
That I love like I do, and I'll prove it to you,
With each and every day,
That passes our way,
When will I love thee?
For all Eternity.
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