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January, 2008 Jacobyte's Spaces
Book of golden stories,
Days of olden notes,
Now the Autumn leaves are falling,
We'll meet on the edges,
Memories, No regrets,
Now the minstral boy is calling.
But as long as I can see the morning,
In miracles much more than I can say,
It's enough to keep me still believing,
In drifting hearts so far away.
You took me through the pages,
Good happiness is shared,
Lost in a web of changes,
This could be the last dance,
Waltzing in the rain,
"Till the minstral comes to save us.
Yes as long as I can see the morning,
And blossom comes to bud again in Spring,
It's enough to keep me still believing,
Your memory is everything...
C & R MacDonald, Runrig.
A fathers love letter for you ?
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