Who are not here

How much I long for you who are not here
I  lose myself in music and in words
Your memory so  clear , so very dear
How much I long for you who are not here
My eyes are blinded with my heavy tears
My heart unpeaceful with your image  stirred
How much I long for you who are not here
I  lose myself in music and in words

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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