Whispered words, cannot be heard
But, only by the heart
As it should be
My love, my love
This post is for #TreeTuesday initiated by
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Oh, cover me with a blanket of your memory
Where your name is engraved on my soul, my soul
Whisper softly into the wind
Caressed by morning light
This photo is also for #cemeteryphotos by 
It is such a necessity when your day begins without the benefit of sun and shine, to reach down deep and pull out a slice of nice that you saved for a rainy day.
They want to be picked. They yearn to be loved. Shouldn't we all want to be? There must be a flower. Always a flower.
It is written
That you will remember the taste
Of that kiss in your dream
From a love so sweet
Starting the spark that ignites your heart
Tonight
¸.♥´¸.•♥¨) Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul
(¸.•´♥ (¸.•´ ♥
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