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Where to begin. How do I start, To describe the man who has won my heart? The warmth of his smile, His eyes, gentle and blue, His strength that will always help me through. Any problems, he'll understand, Always there with a helping hand. Broad shoulders if I need to cry, Gentle hands to wipe my eye. Kind words he says to calm my fears, As he kisses away my tears. With his strong arms around me curled, I haven't a worry in the world. A tender heart, a tender touch, No wonder I love him so much. |