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Monday, January 19, 2009

A year passes--

Remembering the cold of that night, and the warmth of family love--

Winter, spring, summer, fall and winter again--

Little things spark memories--

Bringing a smile --

An emptiness that has not yet gone-

Keeping these words close--
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1 comment:

  1. Anne Davis8:00 PM

    I don't think the emptiness ever leaves us but the memories help us to continue on.....

    This post warms my heart. I understand....

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