I don't believe that you are gone,
Your memory stays,
Your love lives on,
in songs i hear,
In places too,
Each sunny day,
I think of you.
Upon the beach,
The gentle breeze,
The touch of summer,
Those woodland trees,
Remind me of the times we spent,
When we we young,
Days heaven sent.
I do believe we'll meet again,
One day in time,
and only then,
I'll get the chance to say those words,
I've missed you so,
When they'll be heard.
Jayne Louise Davies
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