By Erika Carlson 29
Date: 2005 Apr 20
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Tears Of Goodbye

The wind whispers softly
  the name I love to hear
The windows reflect memories
  of you holding me near
And as I sit and wonder why
  tears spring quietly to my eyes
    as I cry

The dreams I dream
  are all of you
They're full of laughter
  and of tears too
And as I stumble through the week
  tears roll quietly down my cheeks
    as I weep

My thoughts keep drifting
  thinking of you
Of all the things
  I can never again do
And what I'll miss the most
  is holding you

Yes the wind whispers softly
  that name I love to hear
And the windows reflect sweet memories
  of you holding me near
And as I sit and wonder why
  tears spring quietly to my eyes
    these tears of goodbye