Till We Meet Again©
Copyright 2014
by Felina Silver Robinson
Late one night not knowing the score
I opened the door trying to find you
Little did I know that something beastly beat me to it
His trail left clearly for all to see
There’s no word yet on where you might be
If only I had listened and stayed home instead of fishing
Maybe I could have saved you
But now I fear that the grim has come to take you
And now you’ll have to wait until he comes to find me
Till then just wait for me patiently for we’re sure to meet again

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