I’ve been waiting here… for oh so long
No flowers… do you ever bring.
I’ve been lying underneath... the shade of an oak
Through many winters cold…and many forgotten springs.
I didn’t expect you to come and visit
But was really hoping that maybe one day you would.
I guess I’m only just a memory?
And I hope they’re all remembered… good.
I know my leaving… was kind of sudden
Don’t know what I could have done different… to stay.
I hope that you are happy my dear
And maybe stop bye to visit me… one day.
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
Linda Winchell
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