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Life brings different types of love. |
Teaching life lessons as I grow, Daddy lifts me when I get low. When I am weak, he’s always strong, So to him my heart will belong. My heart skips a beat, when he’s near. My new life’s with you, husband dear. Our worlds combining like a song. So to him my heart will belong. Sweet baby, in my arms you rest, I vow to him to do my best, Keeping him safe from all that’s wrong So to him my heart will belong. At the gates, my Savior I meet, I humbly bow before his feet. And for paradise my soul longs, So to Him my heart will belong. The Kyrielle form has three basic rules: (1) written in rhyming quatrains (4-line stanzas), (2) the last line of each stanza is repeated throughout the entire poem, and (3) each line has only 8 syllables |