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Turning the pages of time,
reaching out to the page
that brings me back to you,
where I hold your hand,
lean my head upon your shoulder,
place sweet kisses upon your cheek,
and as I whisper a song of old,
Those Were The Days, my friend,
your lips unfold a sweet smile,
and fill my heart with such delight.
A celebration of your life
has unfolded this day,
as your love for harmony,
outshines the brightest star,
for you reflect upon me,
a longing to go forth...
and keep on....
turning the pages of time,
retain nostalgic memories of old,
and expand with ones yet to be.
Yana Petkov
7th August 2006
