For all that is lost
I weep
For those we miss
Today and every day
Like the scent of orange blossoms
Or rain
Carries a memory
Too sweet to be painful
Too sad to make you smile
Just a gentle breeze
Touching your cheek
Like someone you remember
Always.
In memory of Kate Donahue
5/20/85 - 1/6/11
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