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As I look outside I see the breeze Caress the leaves from the trees And carry them to all around Gently laid upon the ground I see the birds so high above Their songs sing of our special love And laid upon their soft sweet wing Your love to me they gently bring And as they start their graceful descent Delivering a message that’s heaven sent One thing I know and will hold so dear When I see them fly I will feel you near

- Paul Marchant -