memory
to my dearest and loved dad
There I was and here I stand
Grown so much through the faded grass
Like a ghost flower, lifeless in the past
Dancing like daisies in the stillness of the grass
Laying in bed schetching in bed oh, so fast, should that be the last?
Looking back through the swaying grass
Watching time fly by, trying to make time last
Savoring every minute of the past
(2013)
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