
When you feel the suns warmth,
upon your face,
or the wind blowing,
thru your hair
think of me.
When you hear,
a childs laughter
and see the twinkle,
in their eyes
think of me.
When you look,
to the sky
and see the puffy
white clouds,
think of me
sitting there watching you,
from up above.
Think of me,
for in your heart
is where,
I'll always be.
@Carla F. Cox
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