“She had a grace and beauty beyond her years. Am amazement to see and so incredible to hear. Like painted poetry in a song I knew she was a rarity and to me she’d never belong. For a moment I got to be in her life, assist as I could in her families strife, but alas it was not me who would ever call her my wife. Just being able to be around to hear her infectious laugh was enough for me to leave my heart upon the ground. Knowing that the risk that she may not pick it up, well it never stopped me from doing it, so I can drink from love lost’s bitter cup. Never fear to speak your heart for if you do you’ll never find what it is that is your part. She is definitely painted poetry in a love song, one I wish to hear and hope it plays on and on.”

“Rinehart’s Ramble” by Ryan L. Rinehart

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