The three of us

The three of us..
You, the baby and I
Have flown..
Up so high,
Not knowing why.
Til we came back down,
Thats when the baby started to cry,
Sensing it was the last goodbye..
The three of us,
Taken away from each other,
By a gus..
Of a wind..
But gently holding kind,
To the baby,
This i dont know why,
Thats when you started to pry..
Away..
So that the two of us can stay..
Even tho my whole heart broke that day…

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