Marry me in autumn's hue,
When leaves are painted wine, bronze, and gold anew.
Before winter's chill sets in, and my heart grows cold,
Marry me and let our love forever unfold.
Marry me with hope and joy that's true.
With stars in my eyes, love shining through.
Although life's cracks splintered my heart,
Marry me, and we'll never be apart.
Marry me for love, for truth, for might,
to have and to hold, through days and nights.
Marry me by choice, with hearts free and bold,
Love of my life, and life of my love, forever to hold.
Marry me.'
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A beautiful and well crafted poem. So heartfelt and tenderly expressed.