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Click hereOne late summer day,
August fifteenth to be exact.
One lost heart,
To the wind.
As one had passed.
Not a day goes by,
The heart don't cry.
Her memory brings joy,
Always filled with love.
Never to be forgotten.
She came so young,
At only six months of age.
Full of energy.
Curiousness and love.
A want to learn.
The day she passed,
She was only three and a half.
Now a life without pain,
Forever my baby.
My BCS Sparklin Star.
-- Jessi --
- 5/28/03 -
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the passing of a little child. Lovely poem of shared sadness. Thank you for sharing.
Or, looked at the other way,
As long as her memory lingers
Precious life goes on...