Lyndsay Ayliffe

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My love is like the weather
Constantly changing

I will love you one day
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I breathe the crisp cold air into my lungs
Snowflakes gently falling from the sky
I think of all the adventures and songs we sung
I sip on my coffee and reminisce on the moment we said goodbye
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Angels are angelic
Not all angels though – some are fearful

“Don’t blink” he says “Don’t blink”
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I stand there quietly looking at the sky
People come here to let go
It’s so quiet that I could hear a fly
People come here to grow
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What are you thankful for?
A question asked every year, mostly on just one day
Some say we should think about this everyday
But somehow, life always seems to get in the way
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I see the dark skies
They are surrounding them
The horse is neighing
The ladder is shaking
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I miss the memories that we made together
Boat rides on the lovely lake, with nothing but blue water surrounding us
Fireworks bursting with colour in the sky
Those simple night walks, walking hand in hand
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I see the stars
Shining in the pale moonlight
I see the stars
Shimmering on the ocean sea
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I remember sitting there, thinking about you
I had no idea what was yet to come
You were once merely just a stranger
Someone I fancied you could say
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