Whispers In The Breeze
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Jayne Louise Davies
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In my deepest memory,
Precious days unfold,
There on the horizon,
Your gentle hand I hold,
Grief is now a part of me,
It now flows through my veins,
Longing for your endless love,
But knowing,
I won't see you again.
Whispers in the winter breeze,
Thinking,
Are you there?
Feeling lost and so alone,
No loving words to share.
Jayne Louise Davies
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