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I never knew how much your laughter meant- Till now, How much being with you, was God sent- Till now, Your walk, your talk, your teasing way- Lay heavy on my heart today, And I wish you weren't so far away- Right now. I heard a lonely Mockingbird- Just now, My crying heart, he must have heard- Somehow, In sympathy he sings his song for me- Atribute to a lonely heart, With a memory. by Dorothy Van Loenen |
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