Comments about Arlene Dery
Where Does My Love Go
When I haven't seen your face,
Or felt the warmth of your embrace,
When you are but a thought,
Just a vision I have sought.
The love I feel, I need to know,
Where does my love go?
My love may ride the whirling wind,
But does it reach you in the end?
Can you feel love in the breeze,