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November 24, 2013
By CassieK SILVER, Yorktown, Virginia
CassieK SILVER, Yorktown, Virginia
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"Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our own responsibility for the future."

The ring is an anchor
A weight in my pocket
The matching piece
To your grandmother’s locket
I remember the day
Your dad gave it to me
A fishing trip north
“No more I, boy, it’s we.”
I swallow quite slowly
My feet feel like lead
I’m nervous and shaking
Fighting thoughts in my head
A look at you calms me
Soft curls frame your face
Pink lips, rosy cheeks
A long dress made of lace
I stand up from the table
I get down on one knee
You let out a cry
I feel weightless and free
If I’m sure of one thing,
It’s your place in my life
So I smile and say,
“Will you please be my wife?”

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