The Gift
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It was child age
And I put everything on page
“I love you forever”
And leave you never
The good old days have passed
Life is not eased
It remains still a memory
I feel so sorry
You went away
With no words any way
I waited for words to come
You were always welcome
I still cherish
As life was not finished
I eagerly waited for your arrival
Each day was passing as usual
I shall welcome
When you come home
I shall present
The gift I have kept
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