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Like the Summer sun,
You have brought a ray of sunshine to my life.
You're Winter because
Your warm and tender caring
Won't let my Winters be cold.

Spring and Fall are harvest times.
I plan to harvest bushels of your love
So all my seasons will not be barren.

With tender loving care
I will cultivate our garden
So we may bear
What Mother Nature allows.

If our crop withers at the vine
I will always remember
The good you have brought my way.
Thank you for being you.
Poem by : © Moonlight Flower