Dear Sweet
My dear, sweet sister,
Who is not here;
Will you come back,
He holds her dear.
My dearly departed,
Where ever she is at;
Don't leave me for long,
He lays lonely as a mat.
Dear missed one,
come back for him;
It won't be long,
His light grows dim.
Copyright © Jonathan Thornton | Year Posted 2011
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