"SHE WAS"

She was my sun
I was her moon.

She was my music
I was her tune.

She was the violin
I was the strings.

She was all of
my favorite things.

Then time went on
as it always does.

And so did she
that's why she was.

Copyright © 2004 T. J. Daniels

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