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Swing sets and park benches A kiss on the lips At 6 years of age, does it get better than this? You soared away Disappeared for a while But when you returned I remembered your smile The years flew by And you didn’t change At 21 years old You came back the same. Genuine and true Giving and kind A kiss on the mouth And again you were mine But I had to go I was chasing big dreams You understood, We approached different things And as I left I swore we’d always be friends The look in your eyes swore We’d meet again So I spread my wings And had started to fly But as I left The angels fell from the sky As they took you away, to a brighter place I became lost, until I met with Grace And as you rose to the heavens Time here traveled sure Although giving up seemed easy It’s life we endure And if I am certain of one thing now, It’s this I learned from you: (quote)“It’s not the year in our life, but the life in our years, that makes all the difference” So until my time comes I will chase these dreams You will lift me up, so I can fly Despite my broken wings. And when the day comes And it’s my time to depart I’ll be with you again forever, As you remain in my heart.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
A First and Last Kiss
Swing sets and park benches A kiss on the lips At 6 years of age, does it get better than this? You soared away Disappeared for a while But when you returned I remembered your smile The years flew by And you didn’t change At 21 years old You came back the same. Genuine and true Giving and kind A kiss on the mouth And again you were mine But I had to go I was chasing big dreams You understood, We approached different things And as I left I swore we’d always be friends The look in your eyes swore We’d meet again So I spread my wings And had started to fly But as I left The angels fell from the sky As they took you away, to a brighter place I became lost, until I met with Grace And as you rose to the heavens Time here traveled sure Although giving up seemed easy It’s life we endure And if I am certain of one thing now, It’s this I learned from you: (quote)“It’s not the year in our life, but the life in our years, that makes all the difference” So until my time comes I will chase these dreams You will lift me up, so I can fly Despite my broken wings. And when the day comes And it’s my time to depart I’ll be with you again forever, As you remain in my heart.
For George
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
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