onsdag 6. mai 2009

To my mother

You went away my dear.
I knew you would.
The words were unspoken,
allthough they should.


You gave me laughter,
my whole life through.
"Time's too short" you said,
for being blue.


I go on down the road,
try to keep in mind.
Your bright philosophy of joy
maybe I also find.


I sure will do my very best,
to bring you out the smile,
and put the less important matters
in the delete file.

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