my girls

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  • Lost Love

    my girls

    don't think of her as gone away
    her journeys just begun
    life holds so many facets
    this earth is only one

    just think of her as resting
    from the sorrows and the tears
    in a place of warmth and comfort
    where there are no days and years

    think how she must be wishing
    that we could know today
    how nothing but are sadness
    can really pass away

    and think of her as living
    in the hearts of those she touched
    for nothing loved is ever lost
    and "CINDY" and"BELLA"

    you were loved so much........................

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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