There was a time when love was young,
And all things were brand-new;
When eager hearts reached out in search,
Of something neither knew.
Reflections in a mirrored lake,
Beneath a sky of blue;
We learned in time, our face to see,
And then to look for two.
These two would look and act and be,
The very same as you...as me.
The two would mesh...would be as one,
A most harmonious race to run.
Later on, as with Life's struggles,
Irritations always come;
How can this be...was not planned so,
From these things we'd like to run.
But,`tis just these very struggles,
That will strengthen...make us strong;
Run - NO - when we stand,
Then, a pearl begins to form.
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