I was young,
You were old.
I was healthy,
You were not.
I could stand,
You could not.
I was happy,
You were not.
I could laugh,
So could you.
I smiled,
You smiled back.
One sunny November,
It all vanished.
You passed away,
So did my memories.
All that is left is a picture,
A picture the day you passed on.
I miss you,
I hope you miss me too.
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Karri Duperron
I enjoy writing Poems and stories, that are inspirational and about my life.
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