Traditions
Traditions, everyone has them.
Traditions, anyone can see them
Traditions, anyone can hear them
Traditions, very few can feel them.
The ones that do feel them, oh what a time this is.
A time of joy, peace, happiness, and everything in between.
It's times like these we learn to live, laugh, love and just be ourselves.
These times are so scarely earned, we are starving for them.
We strive for them, strive for the acceptance, and the love that they bring.
With everything that is passed on down the line..with everything that we hold inside,
We never take the time to hold true to ourselves and just...Live
With all of the traditions passed on down the line....this one is for sure,
The most important..finding someone that loves you for who you are and nothing else,
and thank god i have found that..right here sitting next to me.
She has always been here and always will be,
She's my life, my world, my entire everything.
I love you baby forever and ever, no matter what!!!
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