True love…

Sitting quietly at my desk, pen held loosely in the hand
I again recall that slightly heady smell of your perfume
And long forgotten memories begin to filter through my mind
That fill me with their happiness and drive away the gloom.

Two score years and four you’ve sat beside me as my wife
And not a day has ever passed that I have failed to love you
For you have been the compass that has guided me so well
Love has conquered all — without doubt, that is true.

©Joe Wilson – True love…2016

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