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One More Day
I listen to her stories About all she did today. She always has that beautiful smile. But her eyes seem to drift away. She tells me how she's gardened,Made cookies (the one that Daddy likes) , Did the laundry and the shopping And stayed up past midnight. How I wish those things were true, I wish with all my heart, But her mind is locked into another time. Reality she can not find. So I push her around in her "favorite chair" And listen to her stories, I remember the days not to long ago. When all those things were true. I long for just one more day to sit and talk Like Mothers and Daughters do
I feel 4 u, my family has
I feel 4 u, my family has also nown this sorrow.
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