The warmth upon my shoulders made me feel as i were there.
The wind was fresh and lively as it
played within my hair.
The meadows green and lush
with the morning dew.
Though this may be the closing,
I still remember you.
The scott stone wall wound it's
way cross the broadened lea.
The comfort of your heavenly hands,
tells me you are free.
Your spirit embodies all
that is around.
butterflies cover all from the tree tops
to the ground.
And from this dream,I awake with
tears upon my cheeks.
But now i know within my heart,That
out there you are free.
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