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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Seven More .....
[time] => 2003-03-01 11:00:00
[hometext] => In Memory of Edward Collins ( my Dad)
Eternity called him on March 1, 2001 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [bodytext] => "Seven more" ..... those forget-me-nots words, that soft sound from your dying lips, They echo within me, you know, "I still owe you a dinner", I remember you spoke that clear, Oh' I remember thats how much you touched me, Love combined for eternity, I remember that pack, both of us, You go, I go, How come I still have seven though, these days are long without you, Winter so cold and brutal, but at your grave, I stand, Nathan excused himself, he had to pee", funny thing he still remembers that, You're probably laughing, You taught him that, you know, just like the whistle's at the resturants, so the pretty waitress would come back, what a card you were, "This is how you get their attention" but you didn't need a thing, I have such wonderful memories of you, but yet I cry, I loved you through it all, you are so very missed, You looked like an angel with the blanket I made, that picture hangs on my wall, framed with the word 'Love' "Seven more" ..... I remember those words, I'm still holding on, but it still hurts, really bad, I lost a great part of me that day, without you I'm so sad! [comments] => 8 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 24 [informant] => Valerie_Pearson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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