Sometimes and Always
Sometimes when the
Winter Winds blow
I miss you
I often wonder
Why does it always rain on me?
Or the Hard Sun beat down on me
When I am most alone?
I will ever wonder
Why you never said goodbye
That frosty evening
When it was Closing Time
I will always take comfort
In the summer of my heart
That we are never long parted.
Andrea Vermaak
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