A promise made, a promise kept. Into your sunflowers I wept, remembering that day... and still, your silk sunflowers bloom, driving back the grief and gloom to push the clouds away - the Sun still is. The Earth still spins. The Heart that loved forgives the sins that marred our mortal clay; A promise made, a promise kept. A year's gone by, and time's not swept your memory away. You're with me still, today - remembering that day
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Thanks pretty lady!
Love your stuff