William The Coroner’s Forensic Files

Saturday, 17, April, 2010

All That Was–Garnet Rogers

Filed under: Poetry — williamthecoroner @ 14:35

Who can tell when in love you’ll finally fall?
Some live in vain and never love at all
But as lightning strikes or as a small insistent voice
Of we are blessed we will hear and heed the call

Give your love and never count the cost
Lose your heart and never call it lost
May your love be your shelter to the ending of your days
Love is all that is, all that ever was

May your love grow strong and always kind
May your hearts grow forever more entwined
In the brightest day or the stillness of the night
May it be each others hand you seek and find

Give your love and never count the cost
Lose your heart and never call it lost
May your love be your shelter to the ending of your days
Love is all that is, all that ever was

Never more to be alone
Ever closer you have grown
Forever now may no distance come between
And in each other’s loving hearts you find a home

Give your love and never count the cost
Lose your heart and never call it lost
May your love be your shelter to the ending of your days
Love is all that is, all that ever was

Give your love and never count the cost
Lose your heart and never call it lost
May your love be your shelter to the ending of your days
Love is all that is, all that ever was

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1 Comment »

  1. Nice! Thanks!

    Comment by Old NFO — Saturday, 17, April, 2010 @ 18:19 | Reply


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