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Labor of Love

Some would call it a labor
And grant you not one favor
I would call it a pleasure
That I could not measure

I will give you all within my power
Every year every day every hour
Your happiness is my goal
For my heart you have stole

I give you my heart, body, and soul
Even the world North to South pole
All these things I would willingly give
For without you I don't think I could live

All of this is not within my power
As I sit and pray by the hour
That my love will hold you tight
Within my arms each night

With every breath I Take
Every beat my heart does Make
On the wings of a dove
I send My Labor of Love