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three small words
like so many
said so often
by us all
at times sincere
or with guile
still they ring
in my ears
and my heart
this day more
than past times
ask me why
i cannot say
still they ring
three small words
in my heart
as i pause
as i dwell
sting my nose
wet my eyes
ache my heart
these small words
what great might
i wonder how
they move me
call me, too
turn my thoughts
make me idle
over and again
tug my heart
these small words
i hear them
in my heart
in my head
i must speak
these three words
so i will
i miss you!

© 2007 (5 november) john r. chase


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