Patricia Matthew-Noldus

I cannot say and I will not say, that she is dead, she is just away

With a cheery smile and a wave of hand, she has wandered into an unknown land

And left us dreaming how very fair, its needs must be, since she linger sthere

And you-oh you, who the wildest yearn, from the old-time step and the glad return

Think of her faring on, as dear, in the love of there, as the love of here

Think of her still the same way, I say

She is not dead, she is just away

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James Whitcomb

~Bezie de mensen lach~

Patricia Matthew-Noldus