Merry Christmas, My Dear Love

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By jwhwz

Merry Christmas, my dear love; You free my soul as wings do a dove. You've been with me for five Noels; Before the seventh, we will hear wedding bells. Though, this has not been a joyous year; I know the next one will be better, my dear. Because this year didn't kill us; Maybe, next year will fullfill us. This one, our goal was to survive; In the future, I hope we thrive. Because we both have stong wills; We can turn our mountains into hills. We must keep our senses of humor; Trust in each other; not in rumors. The promise of a diamond ring; Makes my soul just want to sing. You are mine; my love for life; I can't wait to be your wife. So, let's celebrate every day; Because, I love you in every way!

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