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"Remembering Her"
As I come to the place where we once played
I stand and stare at the waters reflection
A man of age is what I am
Not so long ago it seems
We laughed and ran along the waters edge
Your hair so blonde like strands of gold
Myself a spry young boy
Chasing the dreams of childhood
Our Friendship close..A love almost
Then as we grew you went away
Thoughts of you cross my mind
Thoughts of a time gone by
I wonder at times where you are
Emotions stirred by sounds of laughter
This is what I have..When I remember her
By: Karen Bean
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