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I remember
August 29, 2011
The ocean waves were cold that day
You tip toed near then ran away,
Giggled like a child at play
Dancing through the misted spray.
I felt my heart just slip away
Yes I remember well.
We walked beneath the cloudless sky
Then raced a sail boat drifting by,
You stood and watched a heron fly
But turned with moisture in your eye
And asked, “Why do we have to die?”
Yes I remember well.
I’m sure it started on that day
You turned inside, just slipped away,
No longer does that child play
No dancing in the summer spray.
And I will never hear you say
“Yes I remember well.”
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