Never
Forgotten
Special
are those who come into our lives…
That
enters our minds…
As
we view the beauty…
That
seems painted upon the sky…
In
our years…
They
say will be a few that touch us so…
Remember,
to hold them dear…
For
they will fill voids…
Which
exist in lonely hearts…? ?
They
make us smile or laugh…
Where
moments before we were sad…
So
I rise and looking over my shoulder…
My
mind full of memories, and a warm heart…
I
return to my cabin…
Woodsman
Again, I
thank you Woody…
Blackwidow
