Sometimes Think Of Me

When you see the heather on the moor
Think of me
When you see a bird in flight
Think of me

To fly and be free
Think of me
When you see a flower
Think of me

Trees, flowers, nature's things
A child of the earth at heart am I
A summer sun, a winter's sky
Water rippling in a brook
A summer's day, a well-loved book
Think of me

Brenda S. Warhurst

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