
I thought it fitting to review the poem Stop By A Woods On A Snowy Evening..."And miles to go before we sleep, and miles to go before we sleep."
As we assay our golden years; review life's conditions, and find that very rare gift of congenial and joyful partnership...Well then?
I make my pledge to our future together for "...no hand can make the clock strike for me the hours that are passed."And we have promises to keep!
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