When I was told that you were ill,
I never thought there’d be a bill.
But when cancer took you away,
I didn’t know how to be okay.
You were here just yesterday,
Now you’re suddenly far away.
I still feel you lingering near,
Even though you’re not right here.
The world keeps turning, strange and new,
But it doesn’t feel the same without you.
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 12:03 PM UTC
When I was told that you were ill,
I never thought there’d be a bill.
But when cancer took you away,
I didn’t know how to be okay.
You were here just yesterday,
Now you’re suddenly far away.
I still feel you lingering near,
Even though you’re not right here.
The world keeps turning, strange and new,
But it doesn’t feel the same without you.
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