Knowing You
H Heather Burns
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As the soft
breezes blow
touch my face
gently parting
away the past
You seek me
In the sighing
of the leaves
songs so sweetly
sang
the angels listen
in envy
You soothe me
As the clouds
drift away
the sun parts
the sky
heats up the
day
You warm me
When the moon
comes out
lights up the
night sky
you delight me.
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