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Feb 6
(I miss those moments
when you smiled)

I hammered madly on the ivories
I imagined an open stage
I danced and twirled

I saw your grinning eyes
over your open newspaper
a wink and a nod

You tapped your feet in time
and clapped when I’d pretend to try.

But most of all I miss
your quiet presence
a comforting constant
during the awkward years
when every day was a second away

from tears.

And that smile...
Written by
         Bill Johnston, ---, Lily, Glenn Currier, --- and 53 others
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