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I'm sitting here remembering all the good 'ol times we had,

praying that you take them with you so you never will forget,

we had so much fun the years we were so young,

we acted like we never knew what we were doing was wrong.



then there was that summer we took our camoing trip,

i was so little i can barely remember it....



the summer we played with the horses all day,

will stay with me till no more remain..



i never realized what would happen in the end,

i wanted you to be there when i had my wedding day,

but though you can't be there in body i hope that you will come,



and promise when the day should come that we must leave this life,

please say that you will be there waiting with open arms...

when in the end we come to stay with you and our father above....