Colin Wormald

I laid there cold and frail with noon sparkling through the stained glass window Casting dancing shadows around the room

Dream of lovers passed, thing I should have done or said
People who I have met and yet to meet, of friends family who gone before and those yet to go
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When my eyes close at night I know you’re not far away.
Your pillows clouds that comfort me like a women’s cuddle.
You soothe my sleep and stir my mind like soup from a ladle...
You’re angel during the night and your devil at time and keep me awake...
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Like two ships passing in the night.
They looked into each other’s eyes and
Entered each other’s soul.
For time their hearts were one, drifting on the tranquil sea
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This is not just another passing day
This is the day to rewind,
to search through your mind.
To find those memorable moments
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