I think of you
When the rays of the sun
break through the clouds,
I think of you.
When the gentle breeze of the wind
caresses my cheeks,
I think of you.
When I hear the sweet cry
of a baby ,
I think of you.
When I see mommies
holding their children close,
I think of you.
When I see rainbows
lighting up the sky
after a quenching rain,
I think of you.
When I feel my heart
breaking in two.
I think of you.
Will I ever
be content to just
think of you?
When will my heart stop
breaking whenever
I think of you?
Written by Diana Locke
In memory of precious
Christopher Josef Locke
My angel
When the rays of the sun
break through the clouds,
I think of you.
When the gentle breeze of the wind
caresses my cheeks,
I think of you.
When I hear the sweet cry
of a baby ,
I think of you.
When I see mommies
holding their children close,
I think of you.
When I see rainbows
lighting up the sky
after a quenching rain,
I think of you.
When I feel my heart
breaking in two.
I think of you.
Will I ever
be content to just
think of you?
When will my heart stop
breaking whenever
I think of you?
Written by Diana Locke
In memory of precious
Christopher Josef Locke
My angel
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