Friday, December 17, 2010

12/17

Here the year approaches, twelve month since we knew you
Had cancer, yet so hopeful, so hopeful, so trusting and then
You were fine.

Now recognize have felt but some of the toll, grasp more will come.
Now realize each step taken, every breath exhaled just takes me further
From our time.

Three rings, our rings circle my finger that has gladly worn
Their weight, slight in ounces, yet now a ton of emotion, in joys,
In sorrows born.

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