When we lose someone, they leave memories behind
Like a carousel, they go round and round in our mind
But, like a book, there are many chapters in our past
Don't re-read each chapter, you'll never get to read the last
Like a carousel, they go round and round in our mind
But, like a book, there are many chapters in our past
Don't re-read each chapter, you'll never get to read the last
1 comment:
Those are very wise words. But hard to do. I'm not ready to turn the page to any of our chapters, let you know when I can.
Maida Llopis
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