love for her

January 25, 2010
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When I was in the hospital
I heard her saying it was going to be alright
I saw her tears running down her face

When I come over to visit
I smell fresh baked cookies
I remember how she let me help her make the last batch of cookies

When I visited her
I taste potato soup
I feel a warm fuzzy feeling

When I see her sleeping
I wonder what it is she dreams
I discovered that she has a lot of past memories she dreams about

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