In the land which dreams dwell in where creation,love and life begin; where swiftly the deep rivers flow from those lost lands of long ago. I wander through wild poppy fields Underfoot the dark earth yields…. I see the flowering fruit trees start Their blossoms gather round my heart… I hear the sparrows sing with joy And bees their busy wings employ. In those lost lands I saw your face And so I longed for your embrace. Earth to earth and ash to ash Glory,pride and boasting pass. Stay awhile,my dearest one Soon I too will be called on. Nothing lasts but truth is real Keep to that and your ideals.. Earth to earth, we rest in clay We must give all self away Softly on this earth I roam Seeking yet my love and home, for until the very end Love and kindnss may descend. Soft as wings of butterflies Tears well up and wet my eyes. My heart has melted into yours Thus we grow and die like flowers
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Beautifully expressed…hope you are enjoying this lovely weekend…Janet. xxx