It was brought sharply to my attention that you left and I neglected to say goodbye.
Others have gone, but you were always there with me, now you are with me only in spirit.
When it came time for sweets, all I could do was cry and think of you.
The hunters are out in the field, and you are only there in spirit.
The deer await you, I never really said goodbye.
The cake on the table sits, I miss you more than ever.
Like us all, you never really leave, do you?
Is that why is seems like only yesterday when I last saw you?
Were you there, standing behind me, with my other angels?
I think you were, I think you are.
I'm still not ready to say goodbye.
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