Combien - De- Fois

Poem By Sheila Donovan

Time and again I hear your voice,
Time and again I have the choice,
To sit and dream of you and I,
To remember; don't have to try.

Once in a while, feel deep sorrow,
Knowing I won't see you next tomorrow.
Once in a while, take a deep breath.
I didn't know I had such wealth.

"Combien De Fois? "Combien De Fois?"
I wonder always where you are?
Behind some cloud, trailing in the breeze,
Hiding amongst raindrops, caressing the trees

This constant searching for you,
Keeps me busy, and the whole time through,
I gaze at that far away star
"Combien De Foise?" "Combien De Foise?"

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