Thursday 14 January 2016

Thursday Words But Not My Words

Across the years I will walk with you
In deep green forests on shores of sand
When our time on earth is through
In heaven too you will have my hand

Marriage is like a deck of cards
in the beginning all you need is
two hearts and a diamond
by the end you have a
club and a spade


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