I remember watching you…
…and Dad
I would study your faces
And I thought you were sad
Now I understand a little
Of what I perceived as sorrow
How swiftly this moment
Reaches for tomorrow
How soon the sun slips
From summer’s sky
Touching my lips
With a slow, sweet sigh
…and sometimes when they ask me
Why I am sad
I recall watching you
…and I don't feel so bad
Janet~
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