He is gone.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye,.
He supported me so, when I lost my hair, when I wept for it.
And now he is gone,
And I weep for the loss of him,
Flowers from Roger when I was poorly.
over my head - Like many people, I guess, I pretty much take the roof over my head for granted; as long as one is there and it isn't leaking or being blown off by a storm, ...
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