Poems from Earlene Goff...2 of 3
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I Miss…
You were never one big on gifts,
No matter what the occasion.
I sometimes would bow my head
With tears in my eyes saying only if.
You were never much for cuddling
Or even holding hands.
Sitting alone was your thing
as I sat alone huddling.
I remember the little pecks,
When you came up behind me
Wrapping your arms around me
I would always say what the heck.
The trips we took I remember
Some were long some were short
Some places we were members.
I miss your touch
I miss your smile
I miss your little sniffle
But most of all I miss you.
Earlene Goff December 19, 2008
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I Miss…
You were never one big on gifts,
No matter what the occasion.
I sometimes would bow my head
With tears in my eyes saying only if.
You were never much for cuddling
Or even holding hands.
Sitting alone was your thing
as I sat alone huddling.
I remember the little pecks,
When you came up behind me
Wrapping your arms around me
I would always say what the heck.
The trips we took I remember
Some were long some were short
Some places we were members.
I miss your touch
I miss your smile
I miss your little sniffle
But most of all I miss you.
Earlene Goff December 19, 2008
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