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The Window
Know as your eyes are dancing
Across each written line
You are peering through a window
Of this heart of mine
This window has been opened
By your soft and gentle touch
Waiting for you to look and see
This love I feel so much
Never worry and do not fret
This window shall not be closed
For the winds feel so refreshing
As I scribe this tender prose
And even if the rain should fall
As my gentle sorrowed tears
If you long to look inside
This window will still be here
Your love has become that precious wind
Refreshing my soul within
Blowing softly into my heart
Bringing me back to life again
~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-16-04
Sigs by Anna
Across each written line
You are peering through a window
Of this heart of mine
This window has been opened
By your soft and gentle touch
Waiting for you to look and see
This love I feel so much
Never worry and do not fret
This window shall not be closed
For the winds feel so refreshing
As I scribe this tender prose
And even if the rain should fall
As my gentle sorrowed tears
If you long to look inside
This window will still be here
Your love has become that precious wind
Refreshing my soul within
Blowing softly into my heart
Bringing me back to life again
~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-16-04
Sigs by Anna
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