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Peaches and pears your delight Divine roses a gift from your wife Your favorite soups and stews Lamb and veal cooked to and fro In silence in your hammock Hoping the sun melts the cancer away If I were there I would rub your brow and wet your lips If I were there I’d warm your sheets and fluff your pillows If I were there I would bring you home under the old oak tree If I were there I would fill your house with sunflowers If I were there I would sing sweet poetry melody If I were there I would lay next to you and comfort you If I were there I would read you prayers If I were there I would have said goodbye My knight and shining armor
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Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 8:00 AM UTC
If I Were There
Peaches and pears your delight Divine roses a gift from your wife Your favorite soups and stews Lamb and veal cooked to and fro In silence in your hammock Hoping the sun melts the cancer away If I were there I would rub your brow and wet your lips If I were there I’d warm your sheets and fluff your pillows If I were there I would bring you home under the old oak tree If I were there I would fill your house with sunflowers If I were there I would sing sweet poetry melody If I were there I would lay next to you and comfort you If I were there I would read you prayers If I were there I would have said goodbye My knight and shining armor
Copyright Heather Mirassou Dedicated to my father; Jim Mirassou
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Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 8:00 AM UTC
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