Time marches on
Without rhyme or reason
Day after day
Season following season
Lost and alone
Searching and seeking
Looking for answer's
Something to believe in
Then you came along
Gave me reason for living
I was in need
And you were so giving
You taught me to love
And the hurt started healing
Michael H. Bodor/M.B. 12/10
Copyright © 2010
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