One day you were telling jokes
telling us a story about life,
then out of the blue,
you were no where to be found.
Some place better to be,
something more important to do
or it just slipped your mind,
you were loved and needed,
more than the air we breathe.
I never got to say I needed you,
or you make me smile on a daily basis.
What I am really trying to say is,
I never got to say good-bye.
Now that you're gone
there is no more sunshine,
no more mystery of the night,
and certainly the days I smile
are few and far in between.
Maybe good-byes are too final,
because you'll always be
the human heart on my sleeve,
and the memory to make me laugh,
on dreary days of gray.
Thank you for letting me face my fears,
and the memories of your voice.
TimothyMichael DiVito c2006
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