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Sometimes when he’s fast asleep,He can still see them all –So different yet so alike,They still make his blood run cold. He sees her all young and proud,No silver in auburn hair,She prays and she speaks aloudIn Spanish- and she’s still there. She dances with ease and grace,So vibrant and full of life,She’s all goldenContinue reading “The wives/Henry ‘s dream”