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I sit upon a horse below,
with saddle horn in hand
Wipe of reins I speak giddy up,
four hoofs now galloping on
Through trees with branches
this path I follow is new
Opening up into a valley
With sky's coloring blue
Clouds light as a feather
rolling hills a sunset beyond.
A vast array of violet tulips
farther then the eye may see.
Out yonder I see my lady
Waiting with a basket of hunger
She lays under a old oak tree
Where two initials once carved
Within a cycled shaped heart
this love I found so long ago
Her treasure I find in my heart
with a smile of a bright sunlight
and stars of sparkling eyes
Her mane upon her head now gray
Through years of love together
rearing two boy’s now grown
Many thought’s passed away
beauty these eyes I still see,    
As she lay’s under our tree
Still tempting my old soul
With eyes matching a look
And a heart as precious gold
hearts still beating together
As our one life grows old

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