There is a tenderness
in your eyes
in your voice
a trembling
so I can never
tell whose mother
or little girl
you might be
and even I
must believe it
tonite, remembering
in your eyes
such a tenderness.
Charissa's Grace Notes
There is a tenderness
in your eyes
in your voice
a trembling
so I can never
tell whose mother
or little girl
you might be
and even I
must believe it
tonite, remembering
in your eyes
such a tenderness.
Charissa's Grace Notes 
Very moving!
Thank you my friend!
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