all the moments
experienced
in our time
yesterdays
piling on top of each other
creating time and history
you and I
moving gracefully
effortlessly
unceasingly
holding hands
and sharing hearts
for what once seemed an eternity
now becomes sweetened
by the things we know
and our passage together
you are my soul
my reason
my lover
and I adore you
Mike's Look at Life 
Beautiful
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You are the first person that has commented on that and I appreciate it. Thank you.
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This brought tears to my eyes.
It is so beautiful to see genuine love
especially in an honest poem 🙂
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Lovely comment. I can write something like that because I have a wife like Judy. Thank you!
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Yes, I’m getting to an age where loss becomes as random raindrops on my roof.
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There is a randomness to the universe that is disturbing and real. Most choose not to look at it.
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this is really lovely. I hope so much that Juliet and I have this kind of longevity and continued love
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I really appreciate that Michael. I hope you do too.
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indeed
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What more is there to say… I’m very happy for the both of you.
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She is my love. Thanks.
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