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1445 HRS DECEMBER 11TH 2007

In exactly one week

when I wake up

in the morning,

you would

be my wife.

Dear God,

you can take away

everything I ever owned.

My house, my car, my boat,

even my stupid cat.

You can take away,

all the meals

from my mouth,

the strength

from my limbs,

or even the breath

from my nose,

But please

never never never

take away

the sound of her laughter

from my ears.

Life has never

been easy,

and when I come home

my mind tired,

my spirit broken,

my body limp.

But when I hear

the joyous sound

of her laughter,

I feel my energy

bursting forth,

and life exploding

into a cascade

of love

and happiness.

And again,

I found the purpose

in my life.

Dear God,

take away anything

from me,

but please I beg of you,

not her laughter.