Alone with all these memories
Now the heart will soar
In this place of peacefulness
Her soul is touched once more

Quiet times alone we find
Treasures of the heart
Sketched so very deep within
Her masterpiece of art

First hello the way he smiled
The way he took her hand
Gentleness she offered him
How much he'd understand

Look he gave that said so much
Way he held her close
Touch he gave at special time
This peacefulness arose

Even in this quiet time
Her heart is filled with care
Knowing that for all her life
His love is always there

Ever present in her heart
His soul won't slip away
Quiet times and gentleness
Within her life will stay.

~ Francine Pucillo ~

©Copyright April 2002


Midi Entitled "The Memory Of Trees"

Obtained From "Arlene's Heavenly Miscellaneous Midi's"

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