David Harris (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)
That Special Someone
Sometimes we meet someone
who lifts your life
higher than before.
Their meeting touches you
in ways you have never known before.
Your life goes higher and higher,
your feet cannot touch the ground.
Walking on the clouds
is the way you seem today,
when you meet someone special
who sweeps your heart away.
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