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Feb 2018
Looking down into silence
Where there is no return
Remembering sensations
loved and affirmed
The hundreds of hours
I stayed by you side
Resting my head
Where you abide.

Take me with breaking day
In a casket of green
A single pink spray
With leaves to be seen
ChooseΒ early Spring bulbs
And your checked shirt
Then whistle a tune
Try not to be hurt.


To Roger love Mary
Sorry I had to go .***
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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