Of All The Times Poem by michael Smajda

Of All The Times



How many times have I kissed you
Till late hours of the night?
How many times have we held hands
Like two love birds in full flight?
How many times have I said, 'I love you'
That led us to making wedding plans?
I lost count of all the times, dear,
Now, that you are in God's hands.

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