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<\/a><\/p>\nA year has passed, time sure seems long
\nLike a crisp blue morn without sweet birdsong.
\nHearts are heavy, eyes are sore
\nWithout sounds of works like \u201cdisanoir\u201d.<\/p>\n
Time\u2019s meant to heal, or so they say,
\nAnd it doesn\u2019t help being far away.
\nBut I can fly out to that place
\nWhere each breeze feels like a warm embrace.<\/p>\n
Now as I walk up to Witham Hill,
\nThe air is calm, the leaves are still.
\nThen the wind-wheel flutters as if to say,
\nThank you for calling to me today.<\/p>\n
Grey squirrels play as I sit down,
\nAnd from my face God takes that frown.
\nHe puts instead a smile of glee,
\nAs I sit and chat to sweet Karly.<\/p>\n
The deer of Witham Hill looks on
\nAs if to say when you are gone
\nWe will be here to take good care
\nOf your crown jewel, so cute and fair.<\/p>\n
Now as I fly home through cloudy skies,
\nWith a head full of thoughts and misty eyes,
\nBut these thoughts teach me we are not apart,
\nAnd she is with me while beats my heart.<\/p>\n
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