I will not cry for you, my beloved.
That you might think less of me for it.
Though I have tears beyond counting.
And as the gentle sunlight teases my eye,
I see your face in front of me,
More radiant than the Summer sky.
Oh all the dirt that lies on Earth,
Cannot separate two hearts that love has blessed,
I know, beloved, that I was not good enough for you,
That you deserved a Prince.
But I did love you as a bird loves to sing.
So sleep now , beloved,
And I will dream of you.
I will dream of the day when we are re-united.
And we dance in Heaven’s glow.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
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- Published: April 10th, 2023 01:09
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Such true words David, that happened to me when my wife died.
Andy
Very kind of you to say.Thank you
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