The greatest form of medicine
to mend my bones and calm my head
in the deepest sleep you said
you'd be coming home
I waited several days
my sickness slowly giving way
all the memories of us that day
were slowly coming home
Hug my legs and hold my hands
I can't take you gone again
atleast until I'm strong to stand
please be coming home.
Friday, January 18, 2008
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