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Little One

….cause I do miss her Her short height and temper Her small hands and big hopes And that’s where I come in With hands big enough to hold her hopes and keep them safe She always felt so safe with me And we would walk for hours Talkin’ about This and that Life or death The meaning of it all Her meaning to me My meaning to her And what we would do if one of us Should ever forget it God forbid we ever forgot it God forbid we ever lost it And in the summer she lay looking up at me Her eyes dark pools of memories And whispers Can we stay like this forever

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/29/2009 8:22:00 AM
Thrilling.
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Book: Shattered Sighs