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For some, the love comes early in life
For some, it comes too late.
Some get to hold and live this love
Some lose it, a game of fate.
I got mine, yet I don't have
I lost it, yet I hold
It is and yet it is not
A strange tale ever told.
I found him yet I never found
We kissed without a touch
My hands are empty, my heart is full
I got nothing, have much.
My sighs smile, my tears laugh
But I won't say it aloud
His love is like morning fog
My shawl and also shroud
I loved yet was never in love
Till I met that love of soul
He will not know, I will not tell
In silence, my tears roll.
I am just grateful to the Lord
For this love that he sent to me
It came to me, it holds me close
Just the way that it was meant to be