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Come with me please to the isle of pleasant tropic dreams, where we can escape from life's trials and feel soft kiss of sea breezes.... Take my hand and walk with me darling along the sea shore and count the heavens many stars, feel the moist sand caressing the feet that's carried us down the paths of life thus far...
Might we wade the surfs wave lapping and store a sweet memory new, While listening to the sea side hotel band play: "Luring Bubbles from the Island Blue....
When we've grown old and bone tired of life's many struggles and found many of promise horizons still ungleaned, We can close our eyes, and with heart enjoyment, and song "Tiny Bubbles" return to our nearly forgotten Island Dream......
Author: Sherry Kersey Stationery by: Stationery Heaven
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