We do wonder at times,
About the lack of wonder.
In the tales of our living,
In the words when we die.
Wise perhaps was one,
Who wrote for himself only.
A satisfaction of paramount,
Felt in more ...
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As I look up at the stars at night
And think of times we shared
Memories come flooding back
They all show how much you cared
Your kind and gentle nature
Your smile so big and wide
Thinking of ...
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