In loving memory of Deborah Ellis 1967-1991
by Cary Kembla
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Four Petals
Four petals on her shoulder
Four petals on her grave
One for the sun that shone
On every childhood day
One for the laughter
And one for the pain
Last for the love that cried
From the darkness to be shared
Please hold on, hold on
For though I may seem
So hardened on the outside
Love is on the inside
And though I could not reach out
And hold you from the outside
Love is on the inside
While I slept, a vision
Lightening slew and thunder roared
Her soul swept away
By the rising ocean of the storm
Please hold on, don't go
For though I may seem
So hardened on the outside
Love is on the inside
And though I could not reach out
And hold you from the outside
Love is on the inside
If only I was there beside you
I'd have dried your eyes
Oh if only I could take time
Pull it thread by thread
And stitch it back again
For though I may seem
So hardened on the outside
Love is on the inside
And though I could not reach out
And hold you from the outside
Love is on the inside
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