"I could a tale unfold,that would harrow up thy soul,freeze thy blood,and make each hair stand on end,like the quills of the Porpentine-so,Why yield to a suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,and make my heart knock at my ribs?"
Monday, July 2, 2012
Bound By Love
Bound By Love
The ties that bind are not of steel,
Links of chain so cold to feel.
They are not made of leather bands,
Or silken ropes-binding hands.
They are not cuffs that click in place,
Of satin threads there's not a trace.
Not spreader bars, or restraints bought,
No man-made thing against which is fought.
Instead they come from in the heart,
Binding one right from the start.
Chains of loyalty true and strong,
Keeping one where they belong.
Ropes of truth, and threads of trust,
All these things, they are a must.
Roses all around will be
Forever until eternity
Cry to the angels up above,
We are
Bound By Honor-Bound By Love.
©Dana Price
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