Tid bits of words that have collected over the years, post them here and forget them not.
Like a gentle breeze,
Gently sweeping through the trees.
My heart sings a song,
Of sweet memories,
Like a gentle whisper,
Against my soul to speak.
Yet so long ago,
Yesteryear prevails,
A gentle, warm, touch,
Yet never unveils,
The small simple truth,
Of who we had hailed
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