Hearts set on Him divine,
bound by love they intertwine.
Like lily pads on a tranquil pond,
one is moved and all respond.
Each heart beating yet all as one,
a song to God by what He's done.
Like fallen snow not two alike,
they bind to adorn the highest pike.
Hearts filled by and for,
One so loved forever more.
A bond unchanged by space and time,
linked through eternity in single rhyme.
As He desires to take one home,
those left are never left alone.
By: Preston Pittman
I love you.
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