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Too Late, about unexpected loss of a loved one
Too Late
Looking through the albums
At happy faces ... full of hope
So sure no matter what life brought,
Together, we could cope.
Real life is not a Fairy Tale,
We must write our own script
Unfortunately, there will be times,
When there are flaws in it.
We find it very easy ...
To accept strangers and friends
Yet ... with a family member,
For some reason patience ends.
How did petty competitions ...
To prove each other wrong,
Become such a priority ...
In a family once so strong?
It no longer seems important
To have things done my way.
I just got the phone call,
They said you died today.
Now its too late to say I'm sorry ...
Its too late to make amends.
You will never know I love you ...
And so the story ends.
©Sharon Langan 2002
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