Love is oft’ a seed that grows and grows,
When shared by two, it soars to heights untold
We fill our cups as if the whole world knows,
But no one knows the depth of love a heart can hold
What causes us to bond like child and mother
When storms of life rage wild and bold
We gain the strength from one another
But no one knows the depth of love a heart can hold
Until the ship is wrecked and broken
Until our brokenness is left untold
By words that can never e're be spoken
No one knows the depth of love a heart can hold.
For love is true that knows no bounds
And deep is the well from which it springs
When death doth part, a love dies too
But no one knows the depth of love a heart can hold.
Written by David Warbritton in honor of my sweet Cheryl
No copying without ecpress permission of David Warbritton

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