Even
after all these years,
I’ve loved you every day.
I long to see your smiling face,
And hear the words you say,
I
must have said a thousand times,
Those three words, so dear.
No matter how much they’re said,
I wonder if you’ll ever hear.
I’ll
always be there, when you need,
A friend to feel your pain.
I’ll always listen, when you need,
To be heard above the rain.
No
love will ever be deeper,
Than this love I have for you.
A love that burns with passion,
A love that’s ever true.
Michael
S. Madden
February 21, 2004
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