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BRUCE MARTONE


I MISS MY WIFE


WENT OUTSIDE THE OTHER NIGHT
WISHING ON THE FIRST STAR BRIGHT
ASKING FOR MY WIFE TO COME BACK
NOW MY LIFE IS EMPTY
AND MY TEARS STILL FALL
I FEEL LIKE MY LIFE IS STALL
SO WON'T YOU PLEASE
BRING HER BACK TO ME
NOW I KNOW SHE WAS SICK
HER CANCER KEPT GROWING
LIKE A RIVER KEEPS FLOWING
BUT STILL SHE BELIEVE
AND SO DID I
IT WASN'T TIME TO SAY GOODBYE
BUT LITTLE DID WE KNOW
THE CURTAIN CAME DOWN
THE LIGHT'S TURN OFF
AND SHE WAS GONE
SO I OPEN THE WINDOW JUST A BIT
TO LET HER SPIRITS CARRY ON

Submitted: Saturday, March 21, 2009
Edited: Saturday, March 21, 2009

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  • Fiona Davidson (3/21/2009 3:43:00 AM)

    I can relate to this Bruce...Never an easy thing to come to terms is cancer...hope you find comfort in your writing...very tender write this one...thank you for sharing with us....10++ (Report) Reply

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