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Lavender and Roses
Forget-me-nots and posies
The smell of Vicks on a hanky
Your warm hand on my forehead
Stroking
Playing your piano
Wondering can you hear
Chatter, sunny afternoons
Whisper in your ear
A secret
Might have been an enemy
Might have been a friend
Just a taste but life goes on
Taking from, everyone
I miss you
Warm Angora sweaters
As purple as a pain
Fishing lines catch every time
Oyster opening blisters
On our fingers
Cheese and Pickles, Ginger
Sunday papers, Coffee
Hold my arm and steady yourself
Scratch another ticket
A winner
Might have been an enemy
Might have been a friend
Just a taste but life goes on
Taking from, everyone
I miss you
I can see mock orange
Pure and white an scented
Surrounded by geraniums
Red as the blood we shed
Her namesake
Popping pods of balsams
Singing loud and clear
Danny Boy, those pipes are calling
Did you ever fear, Dying
Might have been an enemy
Might have been a friend
Just a taste but life goes on
Taking from, everyone
I miss you
I miss you
