AT HOME IN MY HEART
When every new day has begun,
I'll see your face in the morning sun.
When night time falls and the stars shine bright,
I'll see your smile in the soft moon light.
When the song of a bird falls on my ear,
I'll think of your laughter and feel you near.
I will remember you always, we are not really apart.
For I have each treasured memory,
Alive and at home in my heart.
Bee Ewing
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