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Feb 2023
Tell me now for the setting sun
Reminds me the day is almost done
Tell me now or the birds won’t sing
Tell me now, tell me everything
Let me hear your sweet sweet voice
Let the hills and valleys rejoice
In love at last declared
I love, but never knew you cared
Tell me now to be remembered
Deep in the autumn time
In dark December, in the snow
When my season’s done and I must go
Tell me now for the setting sun
Reminds me my day is almost done
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Written by
Sheila Haskins  F/Suffolk England
(F/Suffolk England)   
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