Softly speaks the somber day
In tones of softest sorrow,
No lovely gifts or treats to say
Great joys will come tomorrow.
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How then can we make whole the heart
Once torn by scorn and sadness?
Perhaps in song our love can start
Each new beat to turn to gladness.
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Mark Stone
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Perhaps in song our love can start - Beautiful love poem. Well Done!!!