By Switchblade

As I sit here growing older and older,
I still feel her hand upon my shoulder,
she may be gone but her presence lingers,
I can almost see her here,with my eyes under my fingers,
(She has not gone,she will never go)

The moments are dull,without her here,
even though shes gone,I have nothing to fear,
shes in my soul,heart and mind,
she can never go,she is a one of a kind,
(She has not gone,she will never go)

She may not speak but her voice I can hear,
it may not be real,but to me it's clear,
her touch is soft,even if not real,
and even in my mind,it's something I can feel,
(She has not gone,she will never go)

As I sit here growing older and older,
I still feel her hand upon my shoulder,
in my mind and soul,we're together,
and it's nice to know she will be here forever,
(Because she has not gone,she will never go)

Dear Norma your gone,but your spirits still here,
thats the thought we will always hold dear,

Dedicated to my aunt Norma who passed away at 36.

Submitted By timeless

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