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Sewing Basket

Tags: love
In rest of sleep I soft snore
Last breath of my sinning mortality
As you kiss away my transgressions 
Tears cleanse my passing soul

In years past of our togetherness
I took for granted your apple pies
And sewing basket on the floor
Fifty-four dreams ago

Remembrance of growing love
We planted a kiss on an apple tree
Now in my dying sighs
The orchard blooms of your beauty

Cross currents of winds blow
As I snooze my closing chapter
Whispering my farewell
Of fifty-four dreams ago

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