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I remember the day I left you
The heavens opened above me and
Wept black storms of sorrow
I remember the day I left you
That first morning I woke early
I crept out in the dark of night
You had violins playing as
I sat and watched you wake up
The morning was slow in coming
As the sun bathed you in his warmth
My breath caught in my throat at your beauty
The morning was slow in coming
As tears rolled down my cheeks
I wondered how I could say the words
Did I tell you that I did not want to go?
It hurt too much to stay and watch you change
I never will say the words
It breaks my heart to say goodbye
Mountains will move before I call another home
I never will say the words
Though I am not with you
You remain a part of my dreams
I will forget who I am before forgetting you
You are my mother, father, husband, birth, death
South Africa…My truest heart
I remember the day I left you
The morning was slow in coming
I never will say the words
I will never say…goodbye
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