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May 2015
My love true
my visions of you
walking on your lips
Lavender flowing all around
we were  lovers bound. ...

A red flower placed in my hand
by my sweet man
Blond hair that glows in the morning sun
Barefoot and a smile unfolds
As I envision you standing there. .....

Fingers trembling as I reached for you
the vision folded into the wind
Behind my blue eyes tears did form
Waiting for the storm to rush in
Waiting for my love. ....

Debbie
Deborah Brooks Langford
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