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Everyday thoughts of you

Swamp my every thought

As I do these loads of laundry

As I wash pans and pots

I think about our good times

And the times we fought

The times we taught each other

And the time we shared that cot

I go through our memories

Just as I would a scrap book

The pictures in my mind

Are the ones at which I look

I look at our children

And how happy they seem

I wonder what at night

Are the dreams that they dream

The secrets they share

And how close they are

They wish you were here

And not so very far

Just like me I realize

I want you to be with me again

I wonder why you were taken

Why did those kids commit that sin

At night I pray to the Lord above

I pray that you come back to me

It has long been and always will be

Your loving face I wish to see

To heaven you have gone

For you the thought of hell

Was clearly out of the picture

You did every thing you tried so well

That makes me wonder

Why you were taken that spring day

When birds sang beautiful choruses

As quietly in my bed I do lay

In my late forties

With a disease I will die from

I wish I would pass on quicker

To you I want to come

I will pass on

And to heaven shall go

But the course will not be easy

It will be extremely painful and slow

Goodbye my love

I am coming to you

The doctor told me the days left

To go are to be few

~Chrystal

Written on

June 4, 2000