Thankful Heart
J Joyce Hemsley
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Once I prayed to a magic star
asking to be just where you are.
I sang my song of woe so well
my intermezzo cast a spell.
Now across meadows green I fly
and in your loving arms I lie,
so heavenly to be with you...
I give my life to a heart so true.
Bells of Paris, I hear them ring
the Wedding March of early spring.
I found my friend ~ we'll never part
as softly awakes my thankful heart.
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