Koufax Her Laughter
I can hardly remember what it was like.
Where do all our childhood memeories like to hide.
Such an innocent time.
Slowly it comes to me.
A charming wife
working days in a city,
never asking why? a mother of five.
Inseperable,
It’s impossible
for us to forget.
Her laughter is what we’ll miss.
And singing those high octaves,
in which only she could it.
No, I don’t want to remember '89.
The year we first learned
the cancer taking its sweet time
in taking her life.
Inseperable,
It’s impossible
for us to forget.
Her laughter is what we’ll miss.
And singing those high octaves,
in which only she could hit.
Her laughter is what we’ll miss.
And singing those high octaves,
in which only she could--those octaves.
uh-ah-uh-ah-uh-oh (3x)
Her laughter (4x)
