In the whisper of tide to shore
In their coming together once more
In the kissing of sun on sea
There you'll ever be
In the appraoching cool of night
In the first ray of morning light
In the dappled shade of lone tree
There you'll ever be
In the heart beat of an African drum
In first drawn breath of life begun
In the opening of a new born's eye's to see
There you'll ever be
In the calm of a reflective hour
In fields of gold and blood flower
In the beauty of all that surrounds me
there forever, Dee.
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