Ever so often, I look up at the blue skies,
And reach out my hands to you;
I know you must be hugging me right back,
If only, I could still touch and hold you too.🤗
Ever so often, I tell you my long tales,
The never-ending stories, I only told you;
I know you must be taking in every word,
If only, I could still listen and hear you too.
Ever so often, I listen to a song,
Which reminds me of when you sang them;
I know you must be quite an entertainer up there,
If only, I could still watch and see that too.🎶
Ever so often, someone cooks a meal,
And it transports me to dishes you cooked;
I know the angels must be having a feast,
If only, I could still relish and taste them too.
Ever so often, in both food and old clothes,
I feel like there's a faint shadow of you;
I know aromas and perfumes, don't linger that long,
If only, I could still inhale and smell that too.✨️
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