'I have so much to tell you, but I do not want to do it with pen and ink;
I hope to see you soon, and then we will talk personally' *
My mind ruminates upon the time when I may impart what I think-
As I have said thoughts, as I ponder most passionately-
Regarding my life: my hopes and dreams,
Which I hope include you, and shall, it seems!
I shall bide yet, until I may adoringly gaze
Into those angelic eyes, which never cease to amaze;
My loving heart beats ever-faster even still,
When ponderance is gathered upon what will,
God-willing, be this glory-my ever-purposeful calling-
The fountain from which my hope does eternally spring!
I await our consort, with a faithful patience,
As I thank God every day for His thoughtful Omniscience!
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