October 30, 2008
By Tyler Canne, Canisteo, NY

Tonight I sit and cry
Wishing, Wanting, Wondering why
Everyday, I know you’re there
Sometimes I just sit and stare
I wonder what you see from above
You’ve taught me how to live, to feel, to love
I love to sleep, but hate to wake
Open my eyes and realize it’s all a fake
My mind wanders and memories fill
I hold it all in ‘til I spill
We’ll meet again I know
Until then I’ll take it nice and slow
This day is too far off it seems
Until then, I’ll see you in my dreams.

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