He Wrote A Letter To His Love - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
If you feel sad and blue, just call me.
If you need any help, I'll be there.
I'm your true-hearted friend, 'in love'
to the end...and the beauty of life we
must share. Be with me when
snowflakes are falling, and petals
desert every flower, then we shall
find glory in the chill of December,
praying together until life's final hour.
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
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