Are there brighter days?
Will there be light in the room again?
Will the snow not make me sad?
Will trees groaning in the wind not remind me?
Is there hope?
Can a smile resume?
Can there ever be days that exist not for the past?
Can I believe once again?
May I be of a soft heart one more time?
Will I ever feel love on a cold November day?
Is a heart that is whole possible?
Will the passage of a life be fulfilled?
Being on the front porch with you, being consumed by eyes so blue?
Creating a life with you?
No…For you left…And I can’t move…For if I do, knowing you’ll never come home will be true.
God. I miss you.
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Tayama (
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To find a brighter day
Use the sun's ray
To melt the snow
And then you'll know
It couldn't be any other way
Your wife loves you very much and misses you the same.
The trouble with asking questions is there can be no answers.It just becomes a tedious read.
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