There may come that time,
That time when we get to the end,
Get to the end of our lives together
And our Spirits move on,
Move on together for eternity.
But when we do we will know
That the possessions we had,
The house that was our home,
And all we had around us
Just will not matter.
But what will matter,
And will always matter
Is that I had you
And you had me
And we always will.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments9
Beautiful sentiments 🌹
Thank you Teddy, most kind.
Andy
A wonderful joyous poem.Well done mi amigo
Most kind David, thank you.
Andy
Is Mary millions of years old too? If you'll excuse me asking a lady's age. lol. Was she on the Moon too, to greet those first Earthlings?
As you should know Orchi you should never ask a ladies age! LOL
Andy
Lovely poem, great sentiment.
Than k you Tom, much appreciated.
Andy
Yes setting of priorities of what matters is an important issue and when assessed, if done properly, leads to happiness. Beautiful sentiment.
Most kind soren, thank you.
Andy
Good write Gold. Beautiful sentiment.
Thank you Jerry, most kind.
Andy
Yes Andy, materialistic things are not what matter. Its having someone in your life and being there for each other. 🫂 < Mary & Andy 😉👍
Very true AP, things don't matter, feelings do.
Andy
Beauty.
Thank you Thomas.
Andy
May you have more joyous years together.
We certainly will 2781. Thank you.
Andy
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