March 25, 2011
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I’ d rather not speak

About the days past

When people looked at me

In such fear

These days I cannot go back

I miss the way you held me

And made me laugh

And it felt like we were together

A family at last

Don’ t leave please

I beg you not to go

Remember the good tomes

But as I drive away a tear rolls down my eye

And as I turn the corner’ s edge I whisper for you to know

Remember to remember me, when I go.

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hweigner said...
Apr. 25, 2011 at 9:09 am
Thanks for sharing this, honey.
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