Love is never easy, butIt turns life into song.There is no bit of circumstanceThat love cannot transform.
There is no weary momentOf anger or despairThat love cannot convert to graceAnd render whole and fair.
How passionate the paradiseThat comes from knowing wellThat someone in your happinessFinds pleasure for himself.
How sweet the gift of giving toSomeone who gives to you,A selflessness that gives to selfMore self than self is due.
With all the searing madness ofThe world from day to day,And all the dreary sadness thatNo joy can take away,
There is one truth more beautifulThan anyone can bear:That two can trust that when they turnThey'll find the other there.
There is no weary momentOf anger or despairThat love cannot convert to graceAnd render whole and fair.
How passionate the paradiseThat comes from knowing wellThat someone in your happinessFinds pleasure for himself.
How sweet the gift of giving toSomeone who gives to you,A selflessness that gives to selfMore self than self is due.
With all the searing madness ofThe world from day to day,And all the dreary sadness thatNo joy can take away,
There is one truth more beautifulThan anyone can bear:That two can trust that when they turnThey'll find the other there.
Happy Anniversary !
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