My Broken Life

I wake up in the morning and wonder if you care

or even can remember the moments that we shared and

when I hear the whistle of the trains that run at night

the north wind blows and my lonely soul remembered why we tried

You were all things to me -all I could not be

smart and bold and all I ‘d known of summer’s kind and gentle breeze

and the beauty that I saw deep within your eyes

knows the tears of joy I cried because you kissed my broken life

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