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Allen Howard ©
Days away from going home
Playing on the hill
Hours spent in dreamland
While here you lay so still
Reach out your arms from hour to hour
To ask to go and play
With a friend whom we can never see
A little joy each day
I am sure there's lots of bubble gum
And purple big balloons
Lots of candycanes and popcorn
And peanut butter spoons
I dream your hill is covered
With the softest sheet of snow
I dream I hear you giggle
As sledding down you go
It's hard to think about you there
With no need for Mom or Dad
But I know your Angels keep you safe
Instead of here so sad
And so goodbye my Breezy
L'adieu, ma felle douce, mon adieu
With all our hearts we'll miss you
'Til God brings us home with you
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