I cried again for you today.
But, here and now-- this hour,
I write for you a happy tune
So it may be like flowers.
To bring 'round joy and happiness--
Perhaps to bring a smile.
So, I may feel as I once did
With you for just a while.
They say that grief is simply love
With no one here to claim it.
But, if I could, I know I would
-- The time, the place -- you name it.
Silly me. I know you can't.
I hope you're somewhere nice.
For all the things I can imagine
--Nothing after life.
I hope there is-- oh God do I!
But, just so I am clear,
There's not a single life or death
That I'd not find you, Dear.
If you're somewhere waiting for us,
Please, save me a spot.
Until then, I'll sing my grief.
My Friend, you're not forgot.
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