As I look out the window and watch the rain
I cannot help but feel the pain
and wish that things were still the same.
As I look back over the years, I can't help but shed some tears, for people I love have come and gone
and I still miss them and feel alone.
I look around and my frown turns to a smile
for I know they have been there all the while.
I smell a smell that I reconize as their own
and I realize they're not really gone.
I feel a presence and it makes me glad
to know they are around, and "No, they're not bad".
I hear a slight whisper that is oh so light
and it lifts my spirits and makes things seem all right.
As long as I can smell, feel, and hear
I know they always will be near.
I feel so blessed to have their affection
because most people can't feel the connection.
Some people think that when one is gone that it's forever, and that's so sad because they think they will never get another chance to be together.
Life goes on, don't you see?
Forever and ever for you and me.
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The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c