Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or
ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and
ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's
hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the
spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
When you see them I'll
be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills
that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye, Papa, please pray
for me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right
from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get
along.
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in
the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children
everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we
had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all
have gone.
Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.
You gave me love and helped
me find the sun.
And every time that I was down
you would always come
around
and get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to
die
when all the bird are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in
the air.
With the flowers ev'rywhere.
I whish that we could both be
there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the stars we
could reach
were just starfishs on the beach
27 April 2007
Sometimes, ya just need a good cry...
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I was just looking at the comments on my journal and realized I haven't been receiving comment alerts & you'd left one for me about Walt. I wanted to thank you for leaving it & apologize for not getting back to you sooner. Our friend Walt was a wonderful person and friend and will be greatly missed. ~ Lori
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