Dearest love of life
hear sound as angel sing,
as i travel these distant land too
find thee,;can thy recall;
these long walks we had upon hill
top over looking the sea,
mee lady, by castle by sea
it was truely lovely then
oh gentle flower of life
there is endless song
with in mysoul to bring
thee silver an gold
to alway to love thee
tender as summer
breeze my gentle
flower early morning spring
by dennis a gunsteen
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