Forgotten

4-6-06

Remember all those days
we seemed so close
playing Mary had a little lamb
on that old 'lectric guitar
Swimming, snowmobiling, fun trips
and tickle wars
we'd wrestle till you made me cry
You always dried my tears

Was that a distant memory
or just my wishful thinking

My heart aches with every
breath I take
Wishing you would say
You love me

one

last

time