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JustGotOldOneDay
I do my best dreaming
when it rains the gentle thoughts of past
bringing to life the seeds planted by my romantic heart
it is for you to save then tomorrow
and I shall remain weeping for yesterday
with all my friends gone, being left to visit their graves
until I smile then remembering that gift of moments
given by their soul to my life
the mist that hides my path from tomorrow
‘tis my failing mind but a bright glow leads my way
with the Love that made my wing for the flight to Heaven
as I have promise to weep no more, finding Peace,
With My Faith In God….
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