Ms.Sheila

Do You Remember Me

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It's been 10 years my son

of missing you...

Short, yet endless all the same.

My heart wants to ask

Are you really happy my son?

Do you laugh and sing and stroll about

In a home you call your own?

Will I walk up your path and see you there?

I need to know.....

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Do you remember me?

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I miss you son and want you here

But I would not ask you back again

Except for a moment in time to say hello

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My sister promised she would find you

Were you there to greet her my son?

I hope she now loves the sound of her laughter

Dancing in bright pink with her red hair

You could not help but love her as I do

Does she have a home to call her own and

Will I walk up the path and see her there?

I wish I knew.....

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Does she remember me?

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I miss her son and want her here

But I would not ask her back again

Except for a moment in time to say hello

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