Strings of LoveA Poem by BBright mornings spring love Suns often hug this place Slowly walking through a valley As birdd sway each tree Once tender youth in calling Making of our hearts dreams Skies begin to fall in mercy You recall thinking of my name I sat there through distance building hope That one day strings of love Would hold us closer Under a summer simmer Wishing for more That you would wait for me too
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