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He brings me coffee in the morning White flowers in the noon Whispers poetry by moonlight I love the way he spoons ~ me He looks in my eyes when I talk Holds me when I weep Never tells me not to cry Protects me as I sleep He loves me And he is my friend Friendship on Fire Friendship on Fire He loves me And he is my friend Friendship on Fire Friendship on Fire
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Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 3:49 PM UTC
Friendship On Fire
He brings me coffee in the morning White flowers in the noon Whispers poetry by moonlight I love the way he spoons ~ me He looks in my eyes when I talk Holds me when I weep Never tells me not to cry Protects me as I sleep He loves me And he is my friend Friendship on Fire Friendship on Fire He loves me And he is my friend Friendship on Fire Friendship on Fire
A song of thankfulness for my husband Jim
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Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 3:49 PM UTC
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