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Six months have passed
It's time to wave goodbye to my angel,
wait and look for the next one to come
To fill my next few months with love and laughter
Like you have done, and those before you
But oh, I wish. I wish with all my heart,
that you could stay more than just those months
They pass away, short and fast like a breath.
I would like to hold you a little longer
'Cause when being with you,
you make me forget my broken heart and broken wings
make me think I could reach the blue sky.
You have all given me different things:
laughter, caring, safety, love, trust
My life would be really empty without those things.
Thank you. For stepping into my life,
leaving a feather, a memory to hold and remember you.
A feather, to softly, gently touch my broken, sad heart.
Mari
It's time to wave goodbye to my angel,
wait and look for the next one to come
To fill my next few months with love and laughter
Like you have done, and those before you
But oh, I wish. I wish with all my heart,
that you could stay more than just those months
They pass away, short and fast like a breath.
I would like to hold you a little longer
'Cause when being with you,
you make me forget my broken heart and broken wings
make me think I could reach the blue sky.
You have all given me different things:
laughter, caring, safety, love, trust
My life would be really empty without those things.
Thank you. For stepping into my life,
leaving a feather, a memory to hold and remember you.
A feather, to softly, gently touch my broken, sad heart.
Mari