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In Memoriam Robert Anthony May 6, 1950 |
She is there precious sleeping in her bed - without a care. A fond covering, but I am not there. She is up walking to my gentle stare. Oh, I do wish I was there! This pain is really not here I met her in my dreams. She is there precious sitting in her beauty - combing her hair, dressing up God's universe the one now - I am aware! Now my heartache - she is mending, and how does she do it? By calmly dressing up my dreams urging me to care. Oh God, it is You, and she really is here! Robert A Flaspoehler Copyright ©2002 Robert A. Flaspoehler 
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