It seems wherever I go<o:p></o:p>

People come into my life or go out of it<o:p></o:p>

Touching me where I feel<o:p></o:p>

Then leaving me only a memory<o:p></o:p>

Like the Gossamer fairy tales of children<o:p></o:p>

Easily forgotten<o:p></o:p>

And I wasn’t through knowing them<o:p></o:p>

How do I know<o:p></o:p>

Who I am seeing for the last time?<o:p></o:p>

How do you halt your life to gather and keep<o:p></o:p>

All those close to you<o:p></o:p>

That you’ve ever known?<o:p></o:p>

And how do you keep fairy tales from losing their magic?<o:p></o:p>

So come<o:p></o:p>

Brush against the walls of my life<o:p></o:p>

And stay long enough for us to know each other<o:p></o:p>

Even though we’ll have to part sometime<o:p></o:p>

And we both know<o:p></o:p>

The longer you stay<o:p></o:p>

The more I’ll want you when you are gone.<o:p></o:p>

But come anyway<o:p></o:p>

For fairy tales are the happiest stories we read<o:p></o:p>

And great books are made of little chapters.<o:p></o:p>

That is beautiful, It really touched my heart. xx

 

Thank you very much MerryMuzzy

I sure do appreciate it & this was beautiful

Thank you again

 

You're very welcome, Jeannie.

 

I think of you very often and hope that your wonderful memories will help you get through this hard time.

 

Hugs to you...