My Love Is Thine

To my love, Rebecca

I am the weeping willow and thou are the stream

I drink in thy love as water that gives life to this dry and rot tree.

My love, my love, my love is thine.

You are the paint and I am the pallet

The brush in the hands of the Almighty hast truly made a masterpiece on the canvas of our lives.

My love, my love, my love is thine.

I was the branch and you were the dove so pure and white

You brought me back to Providence to show that their is hope in life.

My love, my love, my love is thine.

You are the sun so radiant and full of life

And I am the moon ever into eternity will I pursue your light.

My love, my love, my love is thine.

- Jesse

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