All those years ago, when we met at a church, where we soon glanced
Never been a day I thought this was a risk or chance.
The love of nature
The purity it releases,
God has our path set, the goodness which he teaches.
We don’t care of materialism
That can’t buy you any joy,
The love of God in our hearts we shall always enjoy.
We have a beautiful family for which we are ever so proud,
The love for these two souls which has brought us to overcome the most challenging days through a misted cloud.
“To Auntie Magtha and Uncle George”
Jason
22nd May 2025
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