Torn apart
Scattered, unglued
I’ll never get over
Over losing you.
Too many memories
So many good times
Shared with our family
Yours became mine.
Spit on a griddle
With your hair on fire
Running around
Filled with desire.
Up on the roof
Or out on a limb
There you would be
With that childish grin.
Fun and games
Always a smile
Always prepared
To go that extra mile.
No one quite like you
Not even close
Everyone loved you
But, I loved you the most.
Torn apart
Scattered, unglued
Life won’t be the same
The same without you.
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