This year could be the very last year
that I'd be allowed to say,
"I love you dearest, more this year
with each and every passing day."
My heart seems much too small, at times,
to hold this love inside.
And so it flows all thru my being,
and this love I cannot hide.

I'd like to say that you're my life,
my reason for going on.
My sunshine, my love, my breath,
my beautiful morning song.
These are the things that I would say,
if this were the very last year
That I should live upon this earth..
"I love you, my life, my dear."

Author:  Shirley Kotsanos

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