Love is my first inheritance,
you gave away smiles and hope.

Your dancing tongue said:

Thank you
What do you need?
Have you had enough? 

Your laughter infects my heart.
You brighten my darkest day.
I am glad that you were here.
I am glad that you let me stay.

William Wayne Smith

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