Gone

I miss her touch and warm embrace

the smell of flowers in her hair

I miss the way she smiled at me

her presence made the world feel fair

 

Though grown apart we faced the world

with spear and shield kept out the bear

of shattered hopes and dreams forlorn

so thus an end to toil and care

 

And now we live in separate homes

despire all this we still do care

and guard each other, now as friends

from the world that laid us bare

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