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How Much I Love You I Can't Say



How much I love you I can't say: It's more than words can hold. You're all at once my rich, red clay, ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 19 September 2006
Author: unknown
Rating: 3.0/5 (7 votes cast)
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How Much I Love You I Can't Say
How much I love you I can't say:
It's more than words can hold.
You're all at once my rich, red clay,
My potter and my mold.
Yours the words that shaped my voice,
The spirit within mine.
Yours the will that shaped my choice,
My fortune, and my sign.

How lucky I was to have had you
At the core of me!
Wise and good, you always knew
Just what I could be.

And so I came to be someone
Whom I could be proud of.
For this I give my swollen sum
Of gratitude and love.
-unknown -

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