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Let Your Love....

Sometimes, my heart, sends a pulse.

That wakes a dream, I've clearly lost.

I'm listening to a song, and .....

I'm struggling, with the words.

Sweet tender memories,once shared.

Now, only heard ........ alone.

Where, 

I once felt where snowflakes, 

once did fall, and made wet, 

upon my cheeks.... 

Then glistened, in a winters sun.

Tears, now run the course.

And dust, now blocks, the sun.

Seasons change, the earth still spins.

Snowflakes will always fall.

But I hope my tears, will soon cease....

To

Flow.

Giajl © Jim Love