My Quiet Home
In every quiet morning light, And every star that shines at night, I find a piece of you in all I see, A gentle love that sets me free. No grand parade, no diamond stone, Just the simple joy that we have known. A hand to hold when shadows fall, The sweetest comfort of it all. So on this day of hearts and red, With every loving word unsaid, Know you are my home, my way, My Valentine, today and every day.
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