Back To The Northern Lights - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
How is life today down in the valley
Is there still a little bridge across the stream?
Does the scent of new-mown hay still
Fill the country air, and is the one I loved
Still living there?
If you perchance to see him passing by
Tell him I think about him every hour,
And with great speed I'll travel through
The night...to greet him soon, with joy
And sheer delight.
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