Hallowed Pillows

Behold the hollowed pillows
Where her head once lay
Cradled in sweet dreams of sleep
That would wait another day
She's charged off to meet the world
On a brilliant sun-lit ray
But the hallowed pillows call her
Come back to us, they seem to say

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This work is Copyright (c) Mike Fletcher 2006