Lou - I sit and look at you But I do not see you I see your tattered clothes, Torn skin, matted hair, But I do not see you You sense the fear You look down But then you look at me You see me The days turn into months, The months into years I see you I look into your eyes There is only gentleness Consistent gentleness Then the call about you You are gone The tears come and will not stop The sorrow is deep Where does this sorrow come from I ask Then I know I have carried you in my heart All these years Silently in my heart My tears are for you You remain silently in my heart. Farwell By Kate Ohara 2008
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