The fields are green,
The puddles have gone,
Yet 'neath the trees it rains…
Your smiles and wiles,
In my memories shine,
Like thunder, I feel the pain…
Numbing my mind,
Remember better times,
Quietly my heart aches…
Clear last days,
Blurry last moments,
Yearning your eye for detail…
Tough to plough,
Through each day,
Knowing you'll never return…
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