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Jul 2019
The days slip through my fingers
Like rosary beads unprayed
I cannot live without you here
To be with me, to talk to me
I wish you could have stayed.
My life is like a melody
But the notes are never played
For none but I can hear the notes
So silence echoes where once you were
Where once your laughter rang
And silent tears from unseeing eyes
Fall unseen into the dust of ground
Where once you trod, where once you
Spoke and sang.
And I and the dust are all that see
A heart that is broken – and missing thee
Written by
BARBARA
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