Blood and Tears

Fri, 04/25/2014 - 03:47 -- LeeLee

With blood and tears,
Our love was sown.
With painful years,
Our love has grown.

Though not always the best,
It has lasted long.
Every trial and test
Have made it strong.

With enemies around us all,
The worst are ourselves,
We have watched them fall
And learned to control ourselves.

Time has weathered us,
But we can still stand;
Not even Death
Can sever us with his unmerciful hand.

And though Death part us
On this dying Earth with our last gasp;
We will live in Heaven
Where we are safe from his grasp.

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