Brent Larson, Sr
Comments about Brent Larson, Sr
I remember the time I remember the place
I remember the smile that was on your face
I remember her lips as moist as dew
sometimes I wonder if she does too.
I remember the time that seems so close
I remember the girl I loved the most
The feeling I had when she was near
oh how I wish she was here.
I'm writting this poem so she can
see she still means so much to me