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With turmoil in our life I could not sleep one night and these are a culmination of the words that were in my head.
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My Life, My Wife
|by Alan Wawruck
I always felt
You were the one
I'd be with all my life
We met, we loved
We lived together
Then you became my wife
We shared some great times
Good and bad
We laughed when happy
Cried when sad
As time went on
Our hearts did lift
When we were blessed
With god's greatest gifts
Our children, Shirley, Nicholas too
Brought a wealth of joy
We never knew
That's when life got in the way
The stress of work
And not enough play
We carried on a futile quest
Chasing dreams and happiness
Trying hard to do our best
We ended up with so much less
It's not that easy
As we now know
It never was, right from the start
One thing we learned, as we did go
Only comes from the heart
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