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Light of My Life

She's the light of my life
And the throb of my heart,
My true, loving wife;
We never shall part.

As long as God lends to us
Breath and consciousness,
We'll feel the soft winds
Of true happiness.

Then, as the years
Grow shorter and few
There'll be no great fears
Of what may ensue.

We'll cling to each other,
As we have in the past.
Our love will not smother;
It was made firm, to last.

By L. B. Strawn
December 8, 1986