goodbye Little One
my Little One is gone
fell asleep in the afternoon heat
I had her with me for seven years
they'll lay her to rest under a tree,
near to the lakeside
they said they took some pictures of her sleeping,
I'm undecided yet
whether I want to see them when I get home
home...
so much has happened without me there
that I wonder
whether it is my home anymore
or yet another place to adjust to?
fell asleep in the afternoon heat
I had her with me for seven years
they'll lay her to rest under a tree,
near to the lakeside
they said they took some pictures of her sleeping,
I'm undecided yet
whether I want to see them when I get home
home...
so much has happened without me there
that I wonder
whether it is my home anymore
or yet another place to adjust to?
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