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To Remember
Rains are coming
Dark clouds a hovering
Winds carrying the dust
I look up and I cry
Memories are so vivid
Carried through the years
Laughter I long to hear
But sadness,is very clear
So I shut my eyes to remember
But darkness is all I see
Scared as a little girl, I am,
So again I cry, it's the only way!
Very beautiful Vilma.
We all cry sometimes.
There is no other way.
But tomorrow the sun will
come out and we will smile
again.
your friend heather