In the middle of my praying, plotting, worrying, pining,
silence slips in with the breeze.
Sits down gently. Sighs.
I hardly notice her,
unannounced, shy.
But something tells the truth of it and my heart sings.
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Farewell
We never want to let go of them, those we love. How could it be any different than that? We loved them, hold them still ...
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