Too few steps upon these sands.
Too few games played with those hands.
Too few stars were gazed upon by you.
Too few dreams were realized.
Too few tears of joy were cried.
Too few days were spent 'neath skies of blue.
Too few answers understood.
Too few hours played in the woods.
Too few smiles behind the falling tears.
Too few glimpses of the sun.
Too few paths you'd ever run.
Too few rainbows and far too few years.
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