Dreaming

by Jane Brennan   Feb 4, 2007


The sky at night is full of stars
Twinkling high above
And when were sitting underneath
i want to share my love

I'd look into your emerald eyes
And stroke your long red hair
And then i'd realise i can't
co's you're not really there

You passed away three years ago
In such a lot of pain
I held your hand right to the end
Breast cancer was to blame

So all you ladies out there
don't think it cant be you
Check yourself from time to time
seek help if you're not sure

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