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These are my treasures kept apart,
Cradled in velvet in my heart,
Graven profiles, picture clear,
Perfect moments, priceless-dear,
Etched in ageless time to be
My cameos of memory.
The hours I have spent with you,
The tender times, the fun times too,
The summer roses and the rain,
The laughter and the precious pain
Of loving you-your loving me-
My cameos of memory.
These are my wealth, my warmth, my light,
I keep them dream-close all the night.
With finger-tips of heart and mind
I trace each profile there defined-
These treasures none can take from me-
My cameos of memory.
Author: Helen Lowrie Marshall
Designs by Skye
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