Through quiet dawns and stormy skies,
Our love endures, it never dies.
In every trial, in every test,
We stand together, giving our best.
No fleeting passion, no reckless fire,
But steady warmth, a heart's desire.
In whispered words and silent vows,
Our love persists, it always knows.
We've walked through years, through highs and lows,
In every season, how it grows.
Not just in joy, but pain we've shared,
For every wound, we've shown we cared.
This love is choice, not just a chance,
A steady step, a trusting dance.
We build, we fight, we laugh, we cry,
In each new day, we both rely.
For love like this, though calm and true,
Is bold in all that we pursue.
And as we journey hand in hand,
Together always, we will stand.
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This was so beautifully crafted! A very wonderful poem!