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All I Can
Give You Is Love/
All I can give you is love
And Myself.
But to me this is everything.
I have saved it for you.
This sacred gift of love.
Never to be cheapened by another,
But made Holy and Perfect with
you. And if you should
never come back, Then I
shall be buried In a
shroud of purest white.
There Were Daisies
/ There were
daisies and some daffodils
along the path up in the
hills and then a
butterfly went by and
landed gently as a sigh
on a bush where roses grew.
Such colors! and a sky so blue.
except for a puffy cloud or two
and I wished I could be with you.
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