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I rode by the cemetery today and your voice cried to me,

ever so sharp was the sound sweeter than a memory,
Sad to say I know your not here and there,
Just nice to know you still care.
Beneath the snow your stone barely shows,
Engraving now burried.. now nobody knows,
Who lies here,
My heart my dear.
I can talk to you now as the wind muffles sound,
I could never get a word in edgewise when you were around.
You challenged my faith my love and my strength,
Poured your very blood into our lives at length.
So now I empty my soul right here,
On this spot I leave you..my dear.
Sure I can ride by and listen anew,
Will I still be able to hear you.
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