I reach for you although I know you're gone,
And in the night I think I hear you cry,
I see your coat, which moonlight shines upon,
But then a dark cloud fills the falling sky.
I think of you while watching the TV,
I look towards the lonely open door,
I wait for you to come and talk with me
I listen for your footsteps on the floor.
Why would I walk out in the rain again,
Now that my friend has passed away from here?
To walk would open memories of when,
I did not feel alone and you were near.
Companion, guide and friend for all these years,
Tonight, for you alone, are all our tears.
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