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Where Flowers Grow

Upon a hill I carried her To put her in the ground In a place where flowers grow Is where I laid her down I walk that hill each morning To the flowers by the spring In that place where flowers grow I can hear the angels sing Among the morning glories A rose stands tall and true In that place where flowers grow Has become a part of you I'll walk this hill each morning 'Til my hair starts turning gray Then in that place where flowers grow Beside you I will lay And when my life on earth is gone The world will finally know Love is found on top that hill In a place where flowers grow

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/13/2010 4:49:00 PM
Awesome, Larry. True love abounds. Very touching. Ralph
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Date: 7/13/2010 12:32:00 PM
that was positively beautiful Larry
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Date: 7/13/2010 11:30:00 AM
Larry u are a treasure chest of words and rhymes.. so enjoyable a read and nice flowing pattern.. with luv..
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