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Feb 2017
No sun rises... no sunsets
                           Upon this gray and weepy sky
                           Falls hard upon this tired day
                           Arms full of fresh cut daisies
                           Raindrops kiss the roses sweet
                           I take to my love... who waits for me
                           I fight hard...the gloom and sadness
                           I walk over soldier’s feet
                           To see a field of flowers
                           On freshly mown grass
                           And my love... who waits for me
                           Still no warmth of sun
                           To kiss my cheek and warm my bones
                           To chase the shadows from the trees
                           To free the birds from sheltered leaves
                           To read the names carved out in stone
                            For my love... who waits for me
                            Puddles run from gravel road
                            Form tiny rivers down the hill
                            My heart is torn in tatters
                            My mind is shattered
                            For my love... who weeps with me
                            I search and find your name in stone
                            I look up to see an old man kneel and cry  
                            My flowers are wet...my heart is heavy
                            The die's been cast
                            My memory stands still
                            With my love... who waits for me
                            Who would have thought I'd walk alone?
                            With time enough to share
                            No last chance...or drunkards luck
                            For my love... who waits for me
                            Reality sinks in and I know
                            It's time to leave
                            I throw kisses to the wind
                            I whisper soft...good-bye
                            I can't help but cry...
                            For my love... who waits for me
May 31st, 1989
                            Dedicated to my little sister... born 5/9/1965
                            who was killed by a drunk driver... 4/28/1986
Written by
willadean wright
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