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RE: Poetry Dice > Challenge 3000 > Week 12 Roll!

in #poetrydice7 years ago (edited)

The memories we shared with our loved ones that have made their transition are sometimes bittersweet. Yet they are still alive and apart of us and as real as the noon day sun. It was not a dream and all our relations come into our lives to help us become who we are. We only linger a moment in time, growing and becoming who we shall be and who that is includes the essence of those that have left an imprint in our mind hearts and our very being. I love this ode of missing you. So wonderfully soothing to my spirit. @g-force1980.