At age nine she be asked "How much do you love me?"
She replied with out stretched arms saying, "This much!"
At age twenty-three she be asked, "How much do you love me?"
She smiled from beneath tears and replied, "I do!"
At age fifty-nine she be asked, "How much do you love me?"
She smiled weak yet bright replying with her final breath,
"Enough to say this isn't the end, my love!"
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Poem / Romance
Poem / Editorial and Opinion
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