Just So

To love you every day that I do live
Makes living give me all that it can give,
For living time is loving time to me,
And loving time is all the time I be.
Though love will not extend beyond my time,
My verse will echo after with its chime,
So you will know all days while you do live
My loving gives you all that it can give.
Yet if I pass you living, and you die,
The life you gave me loving will not fly,
For then you, silent, oft will sing
In living joy of my remembering.

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