"Across the grass I see her pass,
She walks with stately grace;
A winsome little brown-haired lass,
With rose-buds in her face.
Fairest of all fair flowers that grow-
A lily, pure and white;
The one fond TREASURE that I know,
Most perfect in my sight.
My every joy - I hold it true -
In you must find a part;
You are the sunlight breaking through
The winter of my heart."
- E.J. Francis Davies
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I will look at this picture every morning to feel my hug from Lucy
Grandmama Rita said: "I will look at this picture every morning to feel my hug from Lucy".
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