Tree

by sarah   Jan 16, 2007


As i sit here under this tree,
I think about what you mean to me,
How you've helped me when I'm down,
To make me smile you'd act like a clown,
Always been there through think and thin,
Always there with that stupid grin,
Never a bad word did you say,
We just sat here wasting the day away,
But now your gone i don't no what to do,
The world seems so empty without you,
But like i promised you that final day,
Ill carry on sitting here and i will prey,
That you are were you want to be,
Even though its without me.

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