Beyond the Bounds
A tiny sugar dusted Christmas tree looks out from the tabletop
Bright lit eyes that shine with hope for a glimpse of you to spot
Still waiting at the window patient soldier without a sigh to drop
Beyond the bounds of heaven and earth, our love will never stop
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Antique trinkets decorate to gather bubbling memories of sweet pop
A calm force amidst the chaos, steady like the warm summer crop
More precious by far than all the gold holding my heart to no swap
Beyond the bounds of heaven and earth, our love will never stop
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Ancestral tree that grew tall to reach eternity above mortalities crop
I listen for your whispers, rose petals, that land softly as if a teardrop
Guide me, grandmother, as I lean into the strength of your gentle prop
Beyond the bounds of heaven and earth, our love will never stop
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A tiny sugar dusted Christmas tree looks out from the tabletop
Spies to catch sight of my wee winged Scotsman skirted Mac mop
Stoic dignity imprints my soul though I cry passing a familiar pet shop
Beyond the bounds of heaven and earth, our love will never stop
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A tiny sugar dusted Christmas tree looks out from the tabletop
Telegraphing light to missed souls living far far away in bliss atop
Peace is knowing they receive this gift from my lit lonely workshop
Beyond the bounds of heaven and earth, our love will never stop
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