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My Heart

BY CAROLYN MANION

My heart, it flies, winging its way from land to skies so far away; it bids the fair cloud-maidens, ‘Good-day!’

BY CAROLYN MANION

My heart, it flies,

Winging its way

From land to skies

So far away;

It bids the fair cloud-maidens, ‘Good-day!’

~

My heart, so full

Of boundless glee,

Soars like a gull

From sea to sea;

Its flight is caused by thinking on thee.

~

My heart, it rests,

The day now done.

By your requests,

My heart was won;

Together our hearts will touch the sun.

 

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