Jan 30, 2019, 10:47 AM

The man with the harp... 

  Poetry » Landscape, Other
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Cover my body with a sheets made of silk
Imagine me walking amongst the daffodils
Under a silver moon light
Lie there and watch
Hear the wolf's howling
Watch me coming to you and ask
"Shall we sleep or shall we sing
Or we shall weep for those whom are
no longer here? "
You said nothing, my dear.
You took my hand and quietly said
"I'll play for you the song you've always wanted to hear." ...

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