I Am His and He Is Mine

His gentle laughter

Heart-warming touch

Innocent smile

Eyes that dance

Wise beyond his years;

Yet childish as well

Growing up in a harsh world

Until we've met

Our lives came together and the pieces finally fit

He's the strength to my weakness

He's the laughter through my tears

Through the best and worst of times,

We stick together

Because I am his and he is mine.

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