I Cant Thank You Enough Sara For This Most Wonderful Image Of My Son
Wish You Were Here---Pink Floyd
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here.
How I wish, How I Wish You Were Here. Wish You Were Here.
Reflection's Of My Son.
Tim Loved Pink Floyd And Nirvana. This Was Tim's Favorite Song,I Chose To Play It At His Funeral
Theses Pages Are Filled With All My Love For My Son, Years Of Living Without Him And My Poems. I Will Be Working On Tim's Site As Long As I Live,Please Visit Often And Sign His Guestbook Listed At The Bottom Of Most Every Page
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