
By Ben, the Bard of Crousemyers Alley, Ward 14.
Now you are gone and I am lonely.
Sometimes it seems I hear your footstep on the stairs.
In every singing brook I hear y our lilting laughter and,
Remember all the lovely things you ever said and did.
Sometimes I dream you walk beside me in the moonlight and again I see the star bust in your hair.
In there's some place beyond life's sunset,
Where all bright dreams come true with love shut in and care shut out,
I would like to live a million years in a corner of heaven with you.
Where there are no bill collectors and the rent is never due,
Just popcorn love and candy bars and someone that looks like you.