And there you gaze upon me,
In gilt edge frame you sit,
Your smile as I remember,
Your voice i dearly miss.
A heart that beats no longer,
but eyes that shine so bright,
Your photo holds your memory,
Morning, noon and night.
If only i could hear you,
There're words I'd love to say,
Your smile will ease the burden,
Until we meet one day.
Jayne Louise Davies
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