Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
No Greater Love - Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
He played the piano and
Sang me a love song today.
The words were gold crested;
The piano melody soft and lovely.
The sound of his voice, though
Weathered by time, was
Falling gently upon my ears,
Then laying tenderly on my heart.
Oh, my cup did surely over flow!
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