Missing her

Copyright © January 24, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Why is it that I love her,
no words could ever say,

why is it that I love her
and she's on my mind
both night and day.

Oh, how I miss her so,
no one will ever know.

No one but me,
this is my fear,
is the way that it will be,

because, only God knows 
how I do miss her,
please bring her love to me.

To gaze upon her beauty,
and hold her in my heart,
until that day my arms,
her love does fill.