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Feb 2015
When the sun descends from view,
Can our love be so warm and true.
I love you dear, as heaven knows,
Sleep brings dreams of sweet repose.
All you are is the sweetest rose,
Night time fades as the daylight grows.
With care, read the first word in every line,
You will there a question find.

Sheila..
Sheila Hackett
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Sheila Hackett  Lancaster
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