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Jan 2016
She lays quietly at my side,
sleepy with dreams of happiness,
hopefully of me and our life.

Gently I lean close, inhaling her scent,
butterfly kisses of love to her cheek,
dreaming away as she continues her sleep.

Now I search for my sleep each night,
looking to find her in my dreams,
together in happiness as we sleep.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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