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Deep Inside My heart

By Mizpoeme

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She Lives alone now at the end of the street. In a cozy home they shared for sixty three wonderful years. No more babies to tend to and love they have all grown with families of their own. People are concerned she is alone since he has been called to heaven but she refuses to leave the home that love built. She is kept company by his memories. On warm sunny afternoons you may see her through the dusty sunlit sheers of the sun porch, sitting contently in her rocking chair. With her eyes closed and a smile on her face. Rocking back and forth, back and forth.I see something that reminds meOf all the things about you I missBut when my fingers touch my lipsI remember your sweet kissIf I am afraidWhen I am alone late at nightI just close my eyes And you are there in my sightPeople seem me as sad and aloneBut they just don't understandNo matter where I amI can feel your guiding handEven though you are gone from this earthI know we will never really be apartWe will meet again in heavenBut until then you will remain deep inside my heartMJMP11/23/95 Written November 26th, 2001 © on Nov 25 2001 04:26 PM PST, Mary Jane   0 • 8

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"She Lives alone now at the end of the street. In a cozy home they shared for sixty three wonderful years. No more babies to tend to and love they have all grown with families of their own. People are concerned she is alone since he has been called to heaven but she refuses to leave the home that love built. She is kept company by his memories. On warm sunny afternoons you may see her through the dusty sunlit sheers of the sun porch, sitting contently in her rocking chair. With her eyes closed and a smile on her face. Rocking back and forth, back and forth.I see something that reminds meOf all the things about you I missBut when my fingers touch my lipsI remember your sweet kissIf I am afraidWhen I am alone late at nightI just close my eyes And you are there in my sightPeople seem me as sad and aloneBut they just don't understandNo matter where I amI can feel your guiding handEven though you are gone from this earthI know we will never really be apartWe will meet again in heavenBut until then you will remain deep inside my heartMJMP11/23/95..."

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