My wife has beauty, she'll deny.
She blames reflection by n by.
 
Beyond the face and lovely smile.
The heart within shall see no trial.
 
I love her sense that things shall change.
that sad times now shall not remain.
 
She faces life like each new day.
sun up, sun down a gift each way.
 
The gift of standing by her side, and knowing that she cares.
Will always leave me with a sense that nothing quite compares.
 
My own heart never near as red, I can not change the past.
But with the days ahead of me perhaps they'll heal at last.
 
A promise to be kinder still, a love with boundless bond.
shall be my lasting promise now, tomorrow and beyond.

"A Promise Made" penned by Mark Young - Posted Wednesday, March 03, 2004.

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