A Memory of You
Tiny and tender.
The image of your true family.
Dark brown hair just like your mom.
Eyes all a glow.
Tall and sleek you have grown to be.
A true likeness of the me I use to be.
Amazing how it seems, you are not here with me.
Unfair and unkind I feel we are so behind.
Copyright © Caroline Mackey | Year Posted 2005
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