Roots of Time
The seasons turn, the years fly past, But true emotion is built to last. Like roots that dive deep in the ground, In you, my anchor I have found. No fleeting spark, but steady fire, That grows with time and lifts us higher. Through winter's chill and summer's gold, A story of a love untold. Your hand in mine, the path is clear, With every day and passing year. Happy Valentine's, my steadfast heart, A bond no time can tear apart.
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