Summertime Of Life
Monday, January 28, 2013
That he is very near ~
I know I can not hold him,
Or bounce him on my knee
But only have to close my eyes,
His little face to see.
I never will stop missing him
And wishing he were here
But sometimes I feel, indeed I know
That he is very near.
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