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If ever

you see my face,

in the spring,

or in the fall .

During a gentle rain,

or when a flower blooms,

or a tree bursts forth it`s fruit,

think of me.

Remember

that i loved you,

even though,

i never told you.

But you knew;

you could feel my love,

in the falling dew,

of the morning sun,

you knew.

You gave me peace

you touched my soul,

you knew,

that i loved you so...