Time has passed since you've gone
Life just isn't the same.
I sit alone to watch the dawn,
yet, your memories remain.

The path now seems more uphill,
the pace now slowed to a walk.
Your face, your touch I remember still.
Oh, just to hear you talk.

My time has come to walk alone
Yet, your presence I still feel.
In the memories of life we've sown
Our love is still so real.

08/04/2003

Posted on 08/04/2003
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