can I put you in my pocket
will you brush away my tears
like you did when I was younger
and beset by little fears
oh the world has gotten colder
since I gave you that last kiss
and I'm feeling so much older
seeing all that's gone amiss
perhaps the lesson that I need
was written on your face
everytime you held me in your arms
that warm and loving space
where everything and everyone
were kind and got along
and I was always welcome
unencumbered by the wrong
so many seem to see in me
when at least they deign to see
please
let me see them through your eyes
as you once beheld me
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