How brightly, the sun glows how sprightly, the wind blows whenever thou art near Soft music fades from glen to glade when thy heavenly face appears Thou art but human frail and tender beneath the image cast in form Yet, thy soft Spirit lives Forever within my heart, to call my own For I have loved thee and thou hast held me I dare not ask for more How brightly, the World did glow c1997 Thomas Lee Rhymes - written 02/03/97
Reason for writing:
No matter how hard we try, we sometimes can not (nor should not)
forget our greatest love (or, lovers). To deny their existence -
is to deny our own. And though she is gone, she will never be forgotten.
So, I must Thank You, My Darling - Thank you.
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