A crushed rose
In your book of life,
A glimpse of love
That was signified,
In that moment
There was a heart so full,
Of a love that felt so good
And it shines a light
From off of the pages,
Recounted over many ages
And through all of the life stages,
It left love stains on all the pages,
That is a life well lived.
fauxcroft 
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