Memories of us as gently we touched,
Holding your hand, I always marveled at what I had found.
Eyes so true, deep, and blue.
Their warmth confounds and surrounds.
Fate is often blind,
As such was our rendezvous back then.
A Nephew from whom we both once knew,
Brought us together for a lifelong encounter.
When first we met, I was all of seventeen.
Still in high school when you found my ring,
I found it an honor to say, I do, at just nineteen.
With a smile in your eye,
You always made me feel like a Queen.
If ever asked if miracles come true,
All I need to do,
Is look at pictures of you.
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