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I Will Be With You Soon
The twilight drifts like a silver swan,
And soft winds hush the weary day.
I linger where the shadows run,
Dreaming of you though far away.
The river hums its lullaby,
A whisper through the trembling grass;
The quiet stars have filled the sky,
And time like water seems to pass.
I feel your heart across the miles,
It beats in mine, a tender tune.
The night is deep with secret smiles—
I will be with you soon.
The flowers fold their hands to rest,
The moon leans low to kiss my breast.
All nature yearns, as if possessed
By the same sweet sigh the ache in me.
Stay where you are, my love, my moon—
I will be with you soon.
Copyright ©
James Mclain
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