Yolanda’s Heart

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I loved a man once

Who wrote books with inscriptions

On the inside jacket for only me.

Like a secret between us,

Not only would I know

That he loved me back,

But the whole world would know

As well.

And though I knew him

For such a short time

He asked for so little in return.

For when he passed on,

He said good-bye

And left me an immeasurable gift,

He gave me another sister.

 

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