More Time
I knew it wouldn't be
long now,
But I thought I had more
time.
I wanted to have more
time.
A month or maybe two.
Death isn't something
new,
But it's still hard to
loose you.
It was always nice to
know
That there was somewhere
I could go
Where the sight of me
Would light somebody's
eyes.
(February 1, 2008)
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