How precious life is
Like a warm summer breeze
The mist in the morning
A run through the trees
I’m so lonely without you
Its like a part of me died
I loved you dearly
I feel empty inside
If there’s really a place
where good souls do ascend
I pray in my heart
that I’ll see you again
I'll miss you so very much
Copyright ©2004 Edwin Dante Larson
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