The house stands still and silent
Yet chaos rules within
The soul has gone forever
I don't know where to begin
No more the girly chatter
No more the purple and pink
Does it really matter
Just ask me what I think
The house feels cold and bare
The garden is forlorn
I long to chat and share
The stories since you were born
No one understands why I cry each and every day
No words can comfort me,no matter what they say
Sunday, 3 February 2008
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