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It Is You I Dream Of

A flower grows from beneath a blanket Of fine and purest white It reaches toward the sun for warmth, For heat and for the light My love for you grows stronger still, Despite the surrounding cold My heart is yours, bartered gone For yours has it been sold Its petals shine from morning dew Its stem grows stiff and strong It stands strong through the freezing cold It stands the winter long I long for you, for your soft touch I miss the way you smile The longer that we stay apart The longer every mile The flower stretches through the snow It reaches toward the sun And now without you the color is gone The flower's petals, dun But as we talk, and as we learn The flower comes back to life The snow now melts and goes away As you take away my strife Spring is here and growth abounds As you and I are one We are together, we are in love The snow for now is done I see the future, in dreams I have Of our life, long and true I see the times where all I need Are comforting words from you I see the times when winter comes As winter tends to do But we still love, and we still live And I do still love you And so we live, with children ours And a life of much to see With love we live, to live we love Happy together are we I see the flower, older now, But still strong with fresh new leaves I see it growing, tall and strong Reaching to the eaves We are now old, as years have passed But old together are we And strong our love still today As strong as it can be - J. R. King -


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