Whisper
floating on a log wondering where im going,
hard to see land, absent in knowing.
the days are shorter nights are longer
the memory of u, is still fresh and new
the laughter's i hear, your whispers so loud,
your face i see in mist of a cloud.
you've always bring me joy, not matter the times.
i know your in a such better place,yet selfishness i still find.
i wish to hold your hand,to lay in you arms.
the feeling of needing you here, keeping me from harm.
i've heard u can still see,for your watching down on me.
the tears at night when i hold my pillow tight.
the feel of weakness that plays a great part
yet your whispers i still can hear, and as it comes so clear
that frown becomes a smile.
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