Status: Completed
Coyotes and Crickets
This was the last place that I saw him, spoke to him, breathed in his scent.
Its the last place he stood.
The last place he told me that he loved me.
The last place he'd been before his light was snuffed out.
And here I am again...three years later, still holding onto those same sounds;
The coyote's lonesome howl at the moon, and the cricket's chirping song in the dead of the night.
Its the last place he stood.
The last place he told me that he loved me.
The last place he'd been before his light was snuffed out.
And here I am again...three years later, still holding onto those same sounds;
The coyote's lonesome howl at the moon, and the cricket's chirping song in the dead of the night.
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Missing You
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