Hand In Hand:

by Scott Cole   Dec 13, 2020


There's no way possible
On God's green Earth,
I could reveal to you
All of your worth.

For time is a lie
It heals not all wounds,
And neither does music
With all of it's tunes.

Cause broke hearts run deep
And it's misery just festers,
When two paths of lease resistance
Are subject to rocky measures.

From forth this scared day
This March the twenty-third,
I'll treasure you here on
And I give you my word.

So finally the Heaven's hail
And do bless me for Life,
With my matching soulmate
That I now call my wife.

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