Walking in quiet whispers,
Stepping carefully in the hush.
Compelled to reverence
By the stillness of peace.
To be once-blessed is a gift;
to be twice-blessed is a miracle.
To drink from such golden light for a lifetime
Is to live in a world of dreams.
My heart overflows with gratitude
For memories etched in starlight,
Smiles that say what words cannot,
And truths left unchanged by passing years.
Stepping carefully in the hush.
Compelled to reverence
By the stillness of peace.
To be once-blessed is a gift;
to be twice-blessed is a miracle.
To drink from such golden light for a lifetime
Is to live in a world of dreams.
My heart overflows with gratitude
For memories etched in starlight,
Smiles that say what words cannot,
And truths left unchanged by passing years.
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