IN THE TENDER HOURS
OF THE PRE-DAWN LIGHT
I DREAM OF YOU;
AND IT SEEMS SO RIGHT
THE MORNING DEW
TOUCHED BY RAIN
YOUR LAUGHTER FADES;
TO A BRAND NEW DAY
Copyright , MAY 20, 2000,
LISA-MARIE GRIFFIN
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