Weep no more, my dear;
angels descend upon me,
clouds dissapear, the sun shines clear;

My chores have played through,
if only I could stay,
patient is my wait for you;

Weary is the soul without happiness,
cherish our life while apart,
in your heart, my love I confess;

Upon gentle breezes, my kiss I send;
rainy days will snuggle our hearts anew,
as the words "I LOVE YOU" whispers in the wind,
Weep no more, My dear.


Margaret M. Ryder
10-94


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