We have a secret, you and I that no one else shall know,

for who but I can see you lie each night in fire glow?

And who but I can reach my hand before we go to bed

and feel the living warmth of you and touch your silken head?

And only I walk woodland paths and see ahead of me,

your small form racing with the wind so young again, and free.

And only I can see you swim in every brook I pass

and when I call, no one but I can see the bending grass.

~ Author Unknown



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