I don’t know time
Or even place
All I can see
Is just your face
Such exuberance
Is evident
As you receive
Cake, decadent
(But what I love
Is how she looks
There is only you
And no one else)
It’s odd to see
You so alive
When last your health
Took a crash dive
As you take your
Plate in hand
I see future
Is not what you planned
I want to say
Just one thing
I miss the way
You used to sing
I miss your shows,
Andy, Opie,
McGyver, though
Not a soul knew
About Sweet Dreams
But now you’re gone
I can’t revive
And now I won’t
See you alive.
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