Still Thinking
Days’ come and go and I still think of you
Thinking of how you’re not here
I look for every day, searching high and low
Behind every tree and stone.
Months have went and your still not here
Where have you gone, did you leave?
Is it me, what can I do to get you back?
I still think of every second,
Every hour of every day.
Years have passed and I see no where
I kept your seat warm for you but, now I see
You are gone, but not for long
We will meet again, just not here.
I still think of you, when everyone forgets.
But no one will forget you because we still think of you.
Copyright © Sadie Jones | Year Posted 2015
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