Copyright © January 23, 2004 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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I do not want diamonds,
and I don't want gold,
all I want is you to hold,
and I will re-Joy-ce,
as I look up to the skies,
and give thanks to heaven above,
for these feelings I feel,
that can only be described as love.
I have been graced
with a heavenly angel,
found standing here beside me,
and when I hold you in my arms,
I’m right where I want to be.
I will place my name upon yours
for the world to see,
in this heavenly bonding
that was surely meant to be.