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i wonder does he wonder
why i do the things i do

as he watches me from the heavens
all this unending love i send
does he laugh at me?
when i do something less than bright?
is that him, making ripples in the starlight?
what is it now amuses him?
maybe me getting older
whilst he is forever young
this is some of my life's tale
about why i wept and wailed
denial is a cruel thing
that death brings
i want to turn back time
to when he was mine
when i was loved and lived the fairytale
and it was oh, so real

knowing me as he does and what im after
does he burst into hysterical laughter?
does he smile up there, and say;
her well laid plans went awry, hehe
humpf, i bet he does
my only advice to you
is always be true
say what you mean
and mean what you say
do not wait to do it
some other day
my love and i were lucky
we were not shy to say
that in each other's eyes
the flowers bloomed each day

winters were magic
and time together sweet
we had a song in our souls
and kept in tune with our beat
each heart carried a thud
when the last breath was taken
for now we are lost to one another
our love forsaken
new jersey took him away
on that rainy foggy night
my life, too, was done
when he died by
milepost 91

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