Title: The Union Writer: Christy Jones

There I stood alone-- cracked and withered as an old brick wall.

Every inch had been left cold and hard by heartless Father Time.

And that was exactly the way you found me-- still and lifeless.

I know not why you touched me then, and tickled me with warmth,

but from that moment forward we became connected by an unbreakable bond.

Your love spread green ivy through every empty crevice of this stony heart;

each day consuming more and more of me with life until we became one.

Now as people pass, no longer do they see an old decaying wall,

but a living structure that displays a perfect union of unconditional love.

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