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As took outside I see the breeze
Caress the leaves from the trees
And carry them all around
Gently laid upon the ground
I see the birds so high above
Their songs sing of our special love
And laid upon their soft, sweet wing
Your love to me they gently bring
And as they start their graceful decent
Delivering a message that’s heaven sent
One thing I know and will hold so dear
When I see them fly I will feel you near
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Journal of Vidal
PoetryCollection of poems a close friend left me when he left the USA. They're mainly love poems and stories. I hope you enjoy! **I have his approval to publish them here.
