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Still I feel the softness of your hair on my lips as I
held you tightly against the chill breeze...
Always you were on my mind ...one more squeeze.
Moist were the sands as we walked along the path
by the sleeping birds...
As we sat I held you tightly ...looked in your sweet
eyes ...unsaid were words.
Whispered were those words I felt ...I love you
Always I have known this darling ...I speak true.
So hard not to love you sweetheart ...I don't mind
Yours is all the heart I need ...to all others blind.
Pray this heart would I never wish another to see,
Your sweet eyes they shine with beauty, with you
Bobby Ferguson 16/06/2014.