Those Summer Meadows
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Through the summer meadows flowed,
Buttercups and daisies wildly grown,
And as I walked so gently through,
I remembered moments spent with you.
For we were young our minds still fresh,
No thoughts of sorrow, free from death
For all we knew were brighter days,
I miss them so in many ways.
I long to walk through there again,
To take me back with you and then,
We'll welcome in the morning sun,
You'll walk with me again my one.
Jayne Louise Davies
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