Golden framed in country scene and my mother's sewing kit
Gatherings with red rose tea while leisurely, we sipped
Under star cross-stitched brocade ... our embroidery
Conversation, slices of bread, ours... toasted buttery
Like at a banquet table, chatting with a close and distant friend ...
... 'Who is holding all of every life and loves us without end?'...
Smidgens of wonder, melody and Sky that sings and chirps afar
Curtains open, waiting for the lovely silver moonlit shining Star
O, shower bright light near to us, life's wonder and love's stories
And one day we'll all meet by and by, with the King of glories
Blossoms in a rose pink frock where children gathered near to pray
Misty streaming, wood or vale, and our own cafe's chateau de' beaute'
Magnolia blossoms blooming and noble bards with love to greet
In green and meadow golden fescue .... where ever we did meet
Lifted our songs unto angelic realms, and sweetly whispered on the wind
Sing again, whatever comes will come what may for faithful love and friend.
'whispered on the wind'
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