Now What
I look in his face
And I see you
I hear his voice
And it’s not you
When he hugs me
I wish it were you
Nevertheless,
You are with another
You hold her hand
I wish it were mine
You hear her voice
Oh let it be mine
Just say my name
And, I’ll come running
Copyright © Shirley Garnettsteverson | Year Posted 2011
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