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In Rememberance...

My sweet dear heart
Where do you rest your head each night?
Are you in slumber
Or are you awake each night?

How I miss you!
I've cried, while my heart tore inside.
O' my dear one,
If only you were at my side.

I''ll not forget you.
You who kissed my soul each day.
I hope to see you
First thing, when I pass away.

© 6 September 1995 Audrie Inise Shively Rogers

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