Christmas of 1967 - Galen - 18 months, Garrison 4 and Beverley
...and you are mine
As I look back, reflecting time:
Our meeting, our first kiss, our promises
I stop . . . and remember, and you
are mine.
Today, I look at loves full bloom;
sublime;
My wife, mother of our children, my love...
I pause. . .to comprehend, and you are mine.
Tomorrow, I will love you more, so resign
yourself,
your love,
your thoughts
your time...
And then as now. . .I am yours my Darling, and you are mine.
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. . .by Gary F. Hartman - To Beverley, my wife of nine years, in 1969
As I look back, reflecting time:
Our meeting, our first kiss, our promises
I stop . . . and remember, and you
are mine.
Today, I look at loves full bloom;
sublime;
My wife, mother of our children, my love...
I pause. . .to comprehend, and you are mine.
Tomorrow, I will love you more, so resign
yourself,
your love,
your thoughts
your time...
And then as now. . .I am yours my Darling, and you are mine.
<><><><><><><>
. . .by Gary F. Hartman - To Beverley, my wife of nine years, in 1969