Terry Brewer

Beneath the surface of the blue, blue sea
Is a place I love to be,
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I sit and look at photographs
And say I love you so
A thousand miles between our laughs
Yet they travel to and fro
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Me - you what to do?
I do not quite understand
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Written by Reg Brewer, my father in 1922 when he was 17.
These are words he choose to live by - me too.
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My water ski, she is a beauty
Now she’s painted bright red and black
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Once upon a time
We climbed from primordial slime.
Was it one cell, or two?
Well - at most just a few
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Once I could laugh with anyone
Because, you see, I had a Sun
Her beauteuos rays would light my life
I wished that she would be my wife
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The sun carresses this granite isle
Where quietness rules the day.
The other world is sometimes grim,
here we smile, it is the Seychelles way.
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Emerging from the doldrums
reaching for the light,
is it worth the trouble?
is it worth the fight?
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Time is so very slow
And yet so quick
What makes it so
What makes it tick?
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This day is your day
And I hope that it will bring
Happiness and gladness
And the freshness of the spring
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True love – I’m sure there’s not such thing
Romances the tune of sorrow sing
So never give your heart away
For your love is bound to stray
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Stil learning!
Tall waving grass
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Who will speak for those who nobly died,
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7.30am
2nd February,2011
The telephone rings
It is Reston Hospital
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I love you - just a little
Just a little more each day
And I miss you - just a little
Just a little more than words can say
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We were so free
In life's great sea
Just you and me, just you and me
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Carolyn doesn't need her EZ Pass anymore
Doesn't need her key to Elizabeth's Red Door
Doesn't even need to book her sessions with Flor
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It’s four in the morning, the party is done,
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People used to live there,
Live and laugh and sing.
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