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Robert Harrison
Guest
               LOVERS
HOW SHALL I REMEMBER THEE THROUGH THE VEIL PLACED ON MY MIND,
HOW SHALL I SEE THEE WHEN MY EYES ARE ALL BUT BLIND.
HOW SHALL I HEAR THEE WHEN MY EARS ARE DEAF TO SOUND,
HOW SHALL I TOUCH THEE WHEN IN WHEELCHAIR I AM BOUND.
HOW SHALL I KNOW THEE
I SHALL REMEMBER THEE IN MY HEART WHICH JOINED ITSELF TO THINE,
I SHALL SEE THEE IN THE GENTLE RAIN AS IT CARESSES THIS FACE OF MINE.
I SHALL HEAR THEE IN THE SHADOWS AS THEY HURRY BEFORE THE STORME,
I SHALL TOUCH THEE AS THE SUNBEAMS TOUCH THE FLOWERS IN EARLY MORN.
AND I SHALL KNOW THEE
HOW SHALL I REMEMBER THEE THROUGH THE VEIL PLACED ON MY MIND,
HOW SHALL I SEE THEE WHEN MY EYES ARE ALL BUT BLIND.
HOW SHALL I HEAR THEE WHEN MY EARS ARE DEAF TO SOUND,
HOW SHALL I TOUCH THEE WHEN IN WHEELCHAIR I AM BOUND.
HOW SHALL I KNOW THEE
I SHALL REMEMBER THEE IN MY HEART WHICH JOINED ITSELF TO THINE,
I SHALL SEE THEE IN THE GENTLE RAIN AS IT CARESSES THIS FACE OF MINE.
I SHALL HEAR THEE IN THE SHADOWS AS THEY HURRY BEFORE THE STORME,
I SHALL TOUCH THEE AS THE SUNBEAMS TOUCH THE FLOWERS IN EARLY MORN.
AND I SHALL KNOW THEE