Snow   2 comments

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At the beginning of December

Conversations turned to snow

It was always in her questions

Wherever we would go

I promised I would take her

So that finally she would know

But angels came to take her home

And she never saw the snow.

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As the chill of winter settles on the land and brings gray clouds the horizon, memories of another December come to mind and I feel a presence, and I hear a soft whisper, “Don’t fret dearest.  I’ve been with you all this time, every day of every year…, and, yes darlin’, even in the snow”.  A quick caress and she is gone again. 

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In memory of Gayle Marie
12/10/1972 Heaven gained another angel…, and another star shone brightly in the night sky.
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Posted December 14, 2012 by PapaBear in Poetry, Prose

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2 responses to “Snow

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  1. Beautiful my friend.

  2. Oh so sad. It is a sad day today.

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