Love me now while I am living.
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiseled in marble
Sweet words on ice-cold stone.
If you have any tender thoughts of me,
Please tell me now.
If you wait until I am sleeping,
Never to awaken,
There will be death between us
And I won't hear you then.
So, if you love me, even a little bit,
Let me know it while I am living,
So I can know and treasure it.
Author Unknown
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