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Work in progress poem dealing with the loss of a family member |
| We all seem to feel numb Not from cold or rain The sun is shining on this mid June day Tommy doesn't know what's going on He keeps asking when On-kol is getting up An-ie Marry starts to weep I taste salt from my tears I didn't know I was crying They flow more freely now The pastor finishes and we sing The song that still tares at me You are my sunshine We all seem to feel numb Not from cold or rain The sun is shining on this mid June day |