An Old Photo of You

			“An Old PhotoOf You“.

	I just found….  A photo of you, 
	The photo is old,
	but my memories of you… are new.
	These are the days.. that just fade away, 
	
	Never know what to say, or do.
	I stay in bed all night and day,
	Shots of whisky to make me… 
	 but I’m just counting sheep 

	And lying here wide awake, …  just.
	Staring at that photo of you.
	And.. the emptiness of life.
	Haunted by an old photo of you.

	And the sheep painted on your cute little red shoes.
	Before that drunk driver……. killed you.
	And.. the emptiness of life.
	With just An old photo of you,

	And the white sheep painted on your cute little red shoes.



				© London F. BuSS
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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