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May 2016
Miss
Your tender love
And care...
Although you Beat me bad,
I miss
Your tender love and care.

There came a time
I Had to go,
Not be with you again.
Then
You passed away;
Your funeral
I did not attend...
I have no regret
About my decision.

But
I have to be honest,
IΒ Β MISS YOU
And
YEARN
For your
TENDER LOVE and CARE.
Tom Blake
Written by
Tom Blake  Scotland
(Scotland)   
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