My dear friend I can not stay |
Before I go I want to say |
Thank you so very much |
Thank you, Vicki for everything |
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For listening and caring without criticizing |
For being a friend when I needed one so |
For the comfort it gave me just to know |
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If I felt cold and alone |
I could call You
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In the wee hours after midnight |
I could call You
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When I was happy that something went right |
I could call You
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On my brightest day or my darkest night |
I could call You
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And so dear friend I hope you know |
No matter where in this world I go |
Any time night or day, please feel free |
You can call Me
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The years rolled by |
Our children grew up |
One by one they moved away |
Now there are new little ones |
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They call us Grandma, Oh what fun |
One more thing I must say |
Our grandchildren are |
Perfect in every way |
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Thank you for baby setting |
My big old yellow dog |
He does a wonderful |
Impersonation of a log |
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For sharing your computer |
knowledge with me |
You could have charged, |
but it was free |
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For the holiday dinners and the |
hamburger fries |
For planning my birthday
surprise |
For all of the laughter and the few tears |
We have shared over the years |
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Thank you so much
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Our home is now far away |
I am anticipating the day |
When looking out my window I see |
You standing there looking back at me |
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So long, my friend for a little while and |
Thank you, Vicki for everything |
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Mary B (Buzzerb)
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Aug. 20, 1997
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