Perfect Love
Our love is as fresh as the rain of
A winter morning in may..
As soft as the first, winter fluffy
Snow..
In spring the red bird sings
Love wrap me so tenderly in
June..
As the snow birds fly in may
Our love sustain to endure all
Troubles of life...
Holding stead fast to our hearts
From a love that was made inside
Heaven..
Where our spirits will roam...
Our souls so perfectly entwine for
This love song I sing..
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