Dear Joy of my heart,
I am weary ~ so weary
of thinking of you.
Memories linger in my head,
memoirs start me thinking
love could never be dead.
I see a picture quite clearly
of your two eyes of blue,
I tell you now with sincerity
There is no forgetting you,
because I love you dearly,
I always thought you knew.
Dear Joy of my heart,
I am weary ~ so weary
of thinking of you.
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