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Wishing
by Velma M. Carlson
I
wish that I could say, “I love you”
Just like I used to do.
And that I could hear you answer,
“I know you do – Me too.”
Just wish that we could sit together
And talk of days gone by.
Of all those years we spent together
But now you’re gone. I
wonder why?
Why did you have to go and leave me?
I miss you se, each day.
It’s lonely and my days are long.
Why does it have to be this way?
But now sometimes I say “I love you”
And I feel you hear me too.
Because it seems I hear you say,
“I know you do – Me too.”
I wish that I could write a letter
And send it straight to you.
I’d tell you – Oh, so many things,
And of how I’m missing you.
I’d say that I am trying hard
In everything I do and then I’d add
“I love you,” and hear you say “Me too”.
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