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January 15 We have so many memories yet to be experienced. So many dreams shared when we’re apart. So many nights longing to be together. So much love residing in my heart. Walking barefoot along a beach together, collecting sand between our toes. The low tide removes our past – forever. Makes all our tomorrows the end of a rainbow. A poet’s dream, a poet’s tears, while searching all those lonely years – at last the sadness disappears – all that remains are silent fears – sung by distant balladeers to a bard who no longer hears the music played in yesteryears. Let’s have a picnic – pack a lunch and play – Ring Around the Rosy; Ladybug Go Away! Let’s skip rope together, and I may sneak a kiss While riding on the carousel – no time to reminisce. A kaleidoscope of love – a picture of my heart – a melody of songs – a priceless work of art. Each thought I now have quickly passes by – but you are in them all, my sweet butterfly. |
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