Poem by Lesbia Harford

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I love to see
Her looking up at me,
Stretched on a bed
In her pink dressing gown,
Her arms above her head,
Her hair all down.
I love to see
Her smiling up at me.

1. I can't feel the sunshine
2. You, whom the grave cannot bind
3. Do you remember still the little song
4. A lady and I were walking
5. Closing Time: Public Library

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