The First Day of My Love

The day of the birth of my love
love born anew on our meeting
meeting predestined when time was young
young when the first dawn appeared

the sun rising warmed our faces
our faces looked out on the future
the future held our hands took us onward
onward through the mountains and plains

the path ever winding and rolling
rolling through fields and rivers
rivers that flowed into oceans
oceans that rocked us to rest

reaching new shores of adventures
adventures both exciting and hard
hard enough to stretch us to grow
grow enough to start again

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