Bobby ~~~~~~~
I saw the artist
I saw his soul
With each stroke I marveled

I choose not to dwell
On what could have been
What should have been

You never critized
You only guided
Through your eyes
I saw what I could be
How proud you were of me

I still can see
the sparkle in your eyes
Your crooked smile
The swagger in your walk

The time we spent together
Will never be forgotten

I miss our talks...
I miss our walks..

Boo...

I miss you....


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