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Mar 2013
My mind calmed to the sound
Of the flowing river
These drips from my eyes still
Pounded the rocks as I sat to a cross
Why I ask ?
The answer not here

Yet here before me is a beauty that
Few can afford
My jealousy friends
Would be saddened to thoughts
The blue from the mountains meets
Green from the wash
As the birds sing a sonnet
I miss you
My love

One hand be the giveth as the other departs
The lords have their masters
We bow to their thoughts
This place be my heaven
For you I feel free
But always your master
A slave that I be

This breath that I draw
Smell your scent at my side
I know that your with me
I miss you
My life
One day all the flowers will
Part for our earth
So we hold our hands
Together forever
My love
andy fardell
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