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Feb 2013
Oh, how I long to see,
       your pretty face,
       your eyes,
            your hair.
       I’ll do that tomorrow.
        Oh, how I long to hear,
           your voice so sweet,
               a dove’s dear song.
         I’ll do that tomorrow.
         Oh, how I long to hear,
your laugh,
                       it’s wonderful melody.
         I’ll do that tomorrow.
            Oh, how I long to tell you,
             that I love you still,
             always have,
                   always will.
         I’ll do that tomorrow.
     Again I’ve awakened,
             and again it’s today,
I wonder,
      when,
              I cry,
       ..is my tomorrow.















     11/0/04   © 2/20/2013
Frankie Morrison
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