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You Were There
You were there.
A light used to shine in my eyes~
You were there.
But the light is gone~
Tears fall down in its place.
My heart is lonesome
My soul has died.
At night I lay in my bed and cry.
Your children are sad.
They ask about you,
"When is Daddy coming home?" they say.
And the only answer I can give is
"Pray my children that Jesus
will send your Daddy home.
And they pray...
And they cry...
Where are you?
Dreama HIldebrand
Nov. 2, 1997
Since 1~10~98
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