As I walk under, tall green trees,
I shall think of you and smile.
Whenever I hear a sweet wrapper,
rustling gently in the breeze,
I shall remember you and smile.
Whenever I long to hear the sound,
of your infectious, joyful laughter,
I shall miss you and smile.
Always.
Credit: Me. I wrote this for my best friend ever Brianna. I miss you & love you.
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