I think of you often, and
Wish that you were here.
Memories of times spent together
Brings a smile and some tears.
You were always kind to me--
And never called me names.
You always made time for me,
I was always happy when you came.
And visiting your house
Brought lots of anticipation.
It was always fun, and felt
Like a great vacation.
When we heard you were gone--
A dark hole opened wide.
I fell into it, and all I
Could do was cry.
I think of you often--
I wish that you were here.
Memories of times spent together
Bring a smile and tears.
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