I used to make, you laugh and sing,
In my heart, yes, you, were everything.

I used to try and dry your tears,
I’d make you laugh, and calm your fears.

I used to dream, sweet dreams of you,
And I dearly loved the things you’d do.

I used to believe, that life was fair,
And that our love, would, go somewhere..

I used to think, of things I’d do,
Just to show you, that my love was true.

I used to hope, our day would dawn,
So we wouldn’t spend, our lives alone.

Michael S. Madden
September 27, 2003
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