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I thought I heard you crying,

somewhere in my mind.

I searched around in vain,

for you I could not find.



I thought I felt a touch,

one day upon my cheek.

Turning to see who it was,

but no one was there to seek.



I thought I saw your face,

up there among the clouds.

But then the wind blew across,

as I called your name out loud.



I thought I dreamed you were here,

and to you I spoke.

Then morning came and I realized,

I was alone as I awoke.



I thought of how at peace you are,

in Heaven oh so mild.

And so now I will finally let you go,

my darling little child.