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When It Rains

Each day as I get older My memory starts to fade I softly touch your pillow On the bed where you once laid I gently trace your photograph You dressed as my bride They're in my mind but hard to find Memories that try to hide But when it rains I see you You're as real as you can be Like the time we stood and watched it rain Beneath that willow tree We stood out there for hours As the rain came pouring down Me in my rented tux And you in your evening gown The rain somehow clears my mind And it seems like yesterday You told me that you had to leave And I was begging you to stay It's been twenty years since you've been gone And only a piece of you remains But in my mind, you're here with me Everytime it rains

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/3/2011 6:48:00 PM
Outstanding memory, Larry. Lovely piece. Enjoyed. Ralph
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Date: 2/3/2011 12:18:00 PM
Nice memories of love you have recollected in this write, larry.
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Date: 2/3/2011 11:33:00 AM
this is absolutely lovely Larry, such a touching sad theme so beautifully written
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