I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and days before that too.
I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name.
All I have are memories,
and a picture in a frame.
Your memory is a keepsake,
with which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
You will live on in my heart,
my little friend so true,
and memories of you will fill my mind
until I go to you.
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