Memories of yesterday are alive and well today,
The way you smiled, the way you looked, the things you used to say.
I look to the photo's we took to remember those times,
They're now just images left behind, fingerprints of our crimes.
I miss your tender touch, your heart of solid gold,
The children need you more now to sculpt and hold and mold.
I'll never feel your touch again, or hear your silly jokes,
You died before I said good-bye, Could it be a hoax?
God wanted you to be at peace, you're purpose here was through,
But baby, You should know, I still long for you...
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THE MEMORIES YOU LEFT BEHIND
I found a box of broken crayons
And your old coloring book.
A stray mitten, your old scarf.
All
On silver lined shores, searching for shimmering gold.
Only to find fools pyrite, knowing we had it all once.
Pictures remind
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Tarry not too long.
I miss your breath,
I miss your song.
I yearn for your clandestine voice
And, given the choice,
I'd have
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I'll gladly smile as I think of you,
and the little things you sometimes do.
You have touched my heart, my very soul,
To have
I wake, it's morning
I long for you...
I wash, get ready
I long for you...
Coffee and donuts
I long for you...
Phone calls and
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