We pass through this life but once,
Like the wind: sometimes unseen.
Living our days one at a time
Spending them down to our last day.
Along the way we met one day
I don’t recall it well.
But there you were and gave a gift
Of friendship and memories.
Together we laughed and
Together, we cried spending
Days gone by that we shared,
Like apples from a tree
If I could have just one more day
I’d thank you for the past.
And adorn my remaining days
With your sweet memory.
Like the wind: sometimes unseen.
Living our days one at a time
Spending them down to our last day.
Along the way we met one day
I don’t recall it well.
But there you were and gave a gift
Of friendship and memories.
Together we laughed and
Together, we cried spending
Days gone by that we shared,
Like apples from a tree
If I could have just one more day
I’d thank you for the past.
And adorn my remaining days
With your sweet memory.
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