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Prov. 5:18 "Let thy fountain be blessed: and rejoice with the wife of thy youth."


Yes, this pure white blossom did grow -
And, it bloomed through storm and snow.
Through wind and hail and falling rain -
It did survive, remain the same.*

'Twas born in the early days of Spring -
It did hear a robin sing.
And, when it lifted up its eyes -
It did see a rainbow in the sky.*

Put through all of life's trials,
That come and go;
Its roots went down deep,
This…we came to know.*

Just as our love…continues to grow,
For Love is Eternal…Perpetual;
Blooming forever…beneath God's sky,
A match made in Heaven…we cannot deny!*


*Update on my first poem…after I met future Hubby (he was 17 - I was 15).
I got a triple "A" mark for this poem, in school.


Nov. 24, 2000

Aimee Love

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