There is a beautiful bridge
I hope to cross today.
There lays in wait serenity
Along its flourishing pathway.
A refreshing stream of care
Flows beneath its sturdy stones,
With flowering borders of hope
Releasing a scent of fresh perfume.
The bridge is named "love"
And in you I have found such.
You have helped to build this bridge
Which I cherish so very much.
Thanks for your loving ways
And being who you are to me.
by Annie Gerard © Copyright 1999
http://www.bridgeoflove.com/uk/index.html
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