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Forgotten


Every morning she brushes her hair of white.
On her face you can see a glow so bright.
Today, she says, is the day
I will see my family.
Excitement filled, she sits by the window.
I wonder who first will show...
My daughter with the new baby?

Oh wait.. I hear footsteps... maybe..
By her room they pass by and slowly fade away.
But need not to worry...
I know today is the day.
Too early still probably...
But soon I will see my family.

Listen.. I think I hear my son...
I just know he brought my grandson !
Listen... in the hallway...
By her room they pass by and slowly fade away.
But need not to worry...
I just know today is the day.

As day turns into night,
Once again she brushes her hair of white.
Tomorrow is another day...
And I know tomorrow will be the day.

Lauraine Lagace
Copyright 2000 Lauraine Lagace
EMAIL .. Lauraine at ..omero@home.com


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