People Gone
People Gone
by Bob Moore
Back in the days of yesteryear
the thoughts of it still brings a tear
family and friends who I held dear
and how I wish they were standing here
Then I could tell them every one
how sad it is now they have gone
wish I could have told them then
just how much, I loved them
When they’ve gone, it’s too late to say
“it’s good to see you" every day
“your face, your smile, your voice so sweet
my spirit lifts each time we meet”
But now you’ve gone, what can I do
to live my life, without you
will be so hard for me to bear
when I still see you standing there
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