By Original Work
Glide %s the ballroom,
We stepping light garden terrace,
With tender embrace in our hearts,
And till the music ends.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So stepping light and sing, friends,
With tender embrace filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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