is a I wi a end,he n I aug ith, ive r,rea ith, ove.

..Love... the breaking of your soul upon my lips -E. E. Cummings

Dance with me daughter of mineOn this your wedding day

Dance with me daughter of mineYou'll soon be going away

I loved you since you first beganNow you've found a new man

But I love you so, and this you must knowBut I love you so, and this you must knowThat my love won't falterSo dance with me daughterBeautiful daughter of mine

I’m so proud of who you areThe man you’ve becomeThrilled to share your deepest joyTo know you’ve found the oneFor the great things you will doI’ll be blessed ‘cause you’re my sonBut I’ll always see the boyBut I’ll always see the boyIn the man you’ve become

LOVEve s patien, ove s ind.I oes ot ast, t s ot oud.I s ot de, t s ot elf-eeing,I s ot asil ngered,I ees co f wrongs.Love oes ot eight vil,Bt joicesBt joices ith e ruth.I was otects, was rusts,Alwas os, was eves.Love ever ils.

Lve s patien, ove s ind.I oes ot ast, t s ot oud.I s ot de, t s ot elf-eeing,I s ot asil ngered,I ees co f wrongs.Love oes ot eight vil,Bt joices

-1 Coinians 13:4

For those who love, time is eternity...