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Sep 2017
Nothing gives me greater pleasure
Than having you close by my side
No one else can take your place dear
In my arms at eventide

Days they pass by oh so quickly
Fleeting moments soon are passed
My greatest pleasure comes to me dear
When Iā€™m home with you at last

I wish the days would go more slowly
The extra hour maybe two
To make the days a little longer
So I could spend more time with you
Written by
Andy Lyle
154
   Jillian
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