Sometimes
at night
or in the
day I stop and
think about the way you
walk and talk and smile and
I begin to miss you
more than I did
yesterday and the
other day
before.
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Author:
Christina K (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2016 14:22
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Thanks CHRISTINA ~ When we are parted from a Loved One even for a short time it hurts. If it is for ever ~ it seems like death. Thank you for caring and sharing ~ Yours BRIAN. Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
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