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The Birds

We both used to love to listen to the birds.

I heard birds a few days ago.

I hear birds on this cold, icy, sunny, winter morning.

The birds signal to me that spring is on the way.

When I hear birds sing I think of you.

I know deep in my heart I will always think of you,

Whenever I hear birds sing.

They will always remind me that spring is on the way.

ŠJanuary 30, 2019 Janet Griffin

Love forever. RIP my dear soul mate.

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