A stupid remark that I ponder
When she’s gone, to my regret
I can not help but forget
A white dove flying away
A piece of me that will not stay
We have parted, no goodbyes
When I sleep, her memory dies
Tell Corey what you thought of this poem.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Tell Corey what you thought of this poem.
A stupid remark that I ponder
When she’s gone, to my regret
I can not help but forget
A white dove flying away
A piece of me that will not stay
We have parted, no goodbyes
When I sleep, her memory dies
