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Heather by Patricia Blake If I were anyone but me, You are who I'd want to be. We are different yet so much the same, I even gave you my favorite name. When I was little and dreamed of you, I knew that you would be creative too. But since we are different yet so much the same, I wasn't sure how you'd play out life's game. When I look at you I'm so proud you see, Because you are more than I could ever be. But since we are different yet so much the same, You've helped me live a life without any blame. When you were small how could I have known, How beautiful and talented you'd be when grown. But since we are different yet so much the same, I gave you my dreams as soon as they came. I hope that in life you will find a way, To pass on my thoughts and hopes someday. Since we are different yet so much the same, I hope on your heart engraved is my name. So that as time passes and life goes on, There will be a part of us that never is gone. Then someone that's different yet the same as we, Will carry our thoughts throughout eternity.  Back to Patricia's Writings |