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Jan 2012
You are the sweet breath of Springtime
the early morning glow of a Summers day,
calming waves upon the seashore
the rustle of the shingle, amid the spray.

You are the sparkle of the Sun upon the sea,
all of these and more ... you are to me.

You are the rose that blooms in Winter
the harvest moon that shines on an Autumn night,
the joyful song of laughter
that dance upon your lips, with sublime delight.

You are the stars set in the sky, you are the Sun,
you are all the world to me ... my everyone.**

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howard brace
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howard brace  England
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