Memories
By Hanger
When our song starts to play, I start to weep. Down my cheek running streams of tears Memories of love of hope and of fears. Hoping one day in my mind it all clears. Locked in my heart your soul, safe I keep. Your face not forgotten or your smell oh so sweet. I wish you could be here, with a smile we would greet. Here in my arms where you fitted so neat. Everlasting in heavens rewards you now reap. I still see the innocence there in your eye. Trying to understand, I often ask why. With wings of an angel you soar through the sky. Through all of my veins your memory will seep. Keep safe my sweet Son in god’s gentle care. Remember that Daddy will one day be there. Then all will be right, once again will seem fair. Written October 22nd, 2001 © on Oct 22 2001 03:00 PM PST 0 • 8
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"When our song starts to play, I start to weep. ..."