David Wood (07 April 1950 / London)
To lay forever never to be parted
Is but a sweet lover's dream.
Somewhere the chord snapped
And we were parted.
Eternity took you away
From my sight, your sound no
Longer audible. I am left to drift
Thinking of you my dear Valentine.
I wander the long days alone
In the hills or through the park,
Walking Clara around the lake
Or along the sandy beach.
I sit and wait for my time to come
When we will meet, walk and run
Through green fields of eternity
And you can once again be my
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