Beneath my feet fond memories lie
Beneath this blue and vaulted sky,
Whose beauty far outshone the rose
Whose kiss, still lingers on the nose,
Whose call still tarries on the breeze
That filters through woodland trees,
Gentle and sweet beyond compare
A friend like you was one so rare,
Their love is locked inside our heart
Fond memories that will never depart.
Faithful to the last beat of their hearts
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