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Missing You

While summer is here,
In the shady wood,
Your eyes used to speak,
I’ve never forgotten.

In the cool shadow,
Under the iron bridge,
I still hear your soothing words,
And I still love you.

Under the fullest moon,
Dancing on Pendle Hill,
Your soul calling out,
And my heart always bleeds.

When the wind blows,
Through teary stream,
I see your soft face,
But I am lost.

One day I’ll return,
Never to leave again,
Always to be by your side,
And we’ll watch our children play.

Dated: 6th September 2004