Continuation (Poem)

I hold you more dear than myself

closer in the night cradled so gently

my heart become a feathered bird

able to fly in sun-filled dreams

laughter filling my days

so that I open the door to joyous greeting

having been guided home by your smile

and no waves of sorrow no rainfall of tears

will ever be strong enough to wash these away

your love a steady comfort

your memory a precious gift

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