Gone are the days I can talk to you
Gone are the words, I love you
Gone are your footsteps on the floor
Gone is our walks, I always adored
Gone is the funny laugh that use to bug me so much
Gone is your gentle touch
Gone are the days when you pretended to be mad
Gone is my childrens Dad
Gone are all the special times we shared
Gone are thoughs days, without a care
Gone are you, But never Forgotten!
written by Elaine(Lepage)Boucher
~The Dream Mistress~
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