December 28, 2008

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  Joey, my lovely Joey.

  You are the angle quietly coming to my heart.

  When you smile, all stormy clouds upon the sky would be gone away.

  When you cry, my heart would be torn apart.

  When you hold my hand, swing our arms and walk along the river, I find this is what I am longing for.

  Then I know you are the only one who accompanies my life ever.

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  Joey, my sweetie Joey.

  When counting the things you did and knowing what changes you made for me,

  I am deeply touched not by your deeds but by yourself.

  May our Jesus bless us in the road of our marriage.

  Amen.

   

   

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