Many years have passed,
Since the joining of our hands,
We have traveled numerous miles,
O’er smooth paths and sinking sands.
Yet throughout the passing years,
Our love has not grown cold,
We still treasure our life together,
Steeped in love more precious than gold.
Take my hand and walk with me,
Together we will traverse the land,
Joined in an everlasting love,
Blessed by the Master’s hand.
September 7, 2003©
"My One And Only Love"
Sequenced By Bill Basham