Blessing of Love
The past in life is written by memories
as future is fiction to be read.
Each moment in time is never the same
as the flickering in a candle flame.
I found myself gazing upon you
Everything that I am I owe to the both of you.
As days follow my memories are captured
for my parents are in every chapter.
For you have always been there to turn the pages
You erased my tears added to my laughter.
The teacher of morals and values I thank you
for they are my structure of life.
Past mistakes are lessons that are pages pressed
For they lie in recent trends for they lie in pages unread.
As I go through my life I will refer back to the written lines.
For what is written by you will always last
Pressed into the next generation it will be passed.
As time travels on the written pages will be worn.
Each moment in time is the reprint of memories that are reborn.
At the end of each page the words remain I love you both.
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