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Gone By Lydia VandeWege
I never knew I would leave it forever My pale pink baby blanket Curled up on my bed
Never knew I would never see him again That warm summer afternoon When I last stroked his stripped fur; last listened to his contended purr
I did not know it would be the last time I would see her Standing at the window with a smile on her face Grey hair curled
I guess I took them for granted Thought life would be this way forever Never changing, constant, unvarying
Now I am older I know life won’t stop for me I can’t leave without saying good-by |