There are pieces of me
All over this place I call home...
An old calendar that matter no more
Old christmas cards from times
That are gone....
Some old toys abandoned in the floor
Pictures to remember those that we love...
There are pieces of me all over
This place !
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower... -
I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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