When the last star has fallen,
In an evening sky of blue;
I will be there love,
Holding hands with you.
When the final leaf has turned,
To an emerging beautiful hue;
Kissed by the heavens sunshine,
As my love, I kiss you.
When the wrinkles of time mark,
The face as aging will do;
Only an increase of the love,
My heart has stored for you.
When the chocolate box is empty,
And the flowers cut from the dew;
With the silent cards written,
Of my love, my love for you.
For love knows no boundaries,
True love is never through;
Each day a special day,
To show my love for you.
Larry Sparks
February 2013
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