Private Treasures In every corner of my room Little memories are there A picture on the shelf Besides a lock of hair A box full of letters A book you left behind Everywhere I look around Treasures of you I find I call then my keepsakes My own private treasures You left them all for me Our memories of pleasues Until your return again I will sit,read your book I will cherish the lock of hair Your picture I often look Hope http://www.omen.com.au/~pgsmith/hope.htmBirth sign: Not entered
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