Sometimes during life's short journey,
When faced with so much grief,
A soul forever impacts our own,
Though the meeting may be brief.
I was broken and lying in pieces,
You picked me up and made me whole,
Wiping tears that fell for forever,
And your imprint is still on my soul.
Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 5:08 AM UTC
Sometimes during life's short journey,
When faced with so much grief,
A soul forever impacts our own,
Though the meeting may be brief.
I was broken and lying in pieces,
You picked me up and made me whole,
Wiping tears that fell for forever,
And your imprint is still on my soul.
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