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In their hearts you hear God’s whisper
Through a nurse he sends his love.
Ever sensitive, kind and caring,
Souls as pure as a snow white dove.
Angel, yes, she tends to be,
For her presence comforts me.
Concern for the sick shows on her face,
Her gentle touch, my fears erase.

My sweet Morella,
holding you so close,
rocking you back and forth.
My love eclipses my desire just barely
To give everything to you
just so you can smile back
with those beautiful eyes.
So worth it
Vicki Loves You