Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky
,Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
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Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.
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Goodbye, Michelle, my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun.
And every time that I was down
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.
1 comment:
Saish...
Never knew this side of you....Amazing pics...simple yet splendid and the poem just stole my heart and mind...
Beautiful work...Keep it up !!!
Bimal
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