I went to my grandparents' 30th Anniversary. It was awesome to look around a room of 40-50 people who all were related somehow. The reasons we were there were fine specimines indeed! I only hope to look as half as good as they do at their ages! I am dedicating this poem to them. Sometimes, there are life-long lovers.
Hold My Hand
The moon has not
even begun to go.
And the sun had yet to start
its brilliant shining flow.
I lay here thinking
about you all the time.
You're the only thing
that sticks inside my mind.
Through thick and thin
You're there by my side.
You promise to be there.
You keep me alive.
I love you so much.
You can never understand.
I'll be with you forever.
Just promise to hold my hand.
~Anonymous~
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