I wrote this a very long time ago, and rediscovered it last night when flipping through my Matric yearbook.
Enjoy.
As the tide of your soul washes slowly away
And your memories grow
fainter and few
Let the lightness of
laughter and the sweetness of smiles
Gently carry you through
Let the power of passion
and the dreams of your heart
Be your strength and the
fuel for your life
And let the serenity and
sweetness and beauty of love
Watch over you, like the
stars, from somewhere above.
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