IT COMFORTS ME

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It comforts me
To caress your pillow
When you are not at home
It comforts me
I slide my hand
Along the sheet
It’s sharply cold
No human warmth is there
It’s silent
No soft sigh of breathing
No gentle murmur in your sleep
It comforts me
To caress your pillow
Now you will
Never come home

MISSING YOU

Stan and jean Grove 2006

Missing you, loving you
Sweetheart you are
Always on my mind
Missing you, loving you
Sweetheart I am
To all others blind
Missing you, loving you
Sweetheart you are
The greatest love I’ll find.