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I miss you when the sun comes up each morning;
I think of all the days we used to share.
To lie in bed would only make it harder,
Knowing, Dear, that you will not be there.
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They're falling now across my yard,
I must go and find my rake.
As once again I start the race
To beat the first snow flake.
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One Morning in May I arose from my bed,
Stretching, squinting, and yawning;
I looked out my door and to my surprise
I saw beneath my awning;
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Missing You
I miss you when the sun comes up each morning;
I think of all the days we used to share.
To lie in bed would only make it harder,
Knowing, Dear, that you will not be there.
They said that time would somehow make it better;
That missing you would cease to rule my life.
And so I play a part and none's the wiser,
But still the pain keeps stabbing like a knife.
You took a breath and then it all was over;
I didn't have time to whisper my good bye.
I never knew my life could be so empty,
I never knew how much my eyes could cry.
So now I smile and say that I am happy;
Even though we are so apart.
I'll wait for time to ease my pain and sorrow,
And missing you will stay deep in my heart.
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