When you're gone
When You're gone
I'll remember your smile.
because it brought me joy
I'll remember your laugh
because it makes me smile
I'll remember the way you looked in your
sleep.
Because when you sleep you look so happy
I'll remember the way you smelled after work.
Because you smelled of oil so when I begin to miss you.
All I will have to do is walk to some oil field and it will be like your with me.
Email Judithann R Prewett at cn91476@shawneelink.net
Copyright © 2003, Judithann R Prewett, all rights reserved
November, 2003
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