M. Muirhead

(Edinburgh, Scotland, UK)

Precious Love

The room was filled with laughter, yet I heard not a sound,
My friends I couldn't see as they danced round and round.
For I was in another world thoughts of you were on my mind,
The world that I know now I'd left it far behind. Once more I heard your voice and felt your tender touch,
I saw the sadness in your eyes, when you couldn't give me much.
But your presence was more precious than all the gold the world has known,
To me you were a King and chose me to share your Throne. Dreams

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