Ellen Fair, Monuments</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=12.htm>Ellen Fair </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Monuments</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>You say our dreams have passed away<br>Like wounded birds have fled<br>You say where precious memories dwelled<br>Are empty dreams instead<br>But memories never flee, My Love<br>Forever they shall speak<br>And though you go, My Darling<br>In my dreams you sweetly sleep<br>Always I will hear your voice<br>For love does not depart<br>Our dreams have built a monument<br>Forever in my heart</b></font></p><hr color=0000ca size=3></blockquote></blockquote><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>