I hear a sound and you are there
A cool wind blows and your embrace comforts me
I hear a song and memories are swift and sweet
I lay my face among your clothes as if I am leaning my head
upon your shoulder
Your granddaughters wear your perfume and it lingers as if
you were here
I see you in the ones you have left behind, little
mannerisms that shout your presence within that person
I talk to you in my dreams and then I wake to my reality
Bittersweet are these things that I embrace every day for
it helps me to cherish your memory
Love You,
Always and Forever
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