Thank The Stars
J Joyce Hemsley
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Here he comes, my handsome one,
with eagerness to meet me.
Here I stand with outstretched hand
to accept the rose he brings me.
All doubts and fears disappear
now he is here to love me.
I know his kisses are sincere,
and I thank the stars above me.
There is no-one but he
How could there be?
For I'm his Red Rose of Tralee
July 2008
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