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December 1985
Late at night I knock on your window and playfully sing my song but you roll over ignore my music let sleep abide
In the morn when you awake you will see that I was there and though you may have missed me you will recall my name as you treasure my flowers I've grown upon your pane
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Frost A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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