My heart beats with the memories of happy days…
The knot of your tie, the monogram on your velvet slipper,
Your spirit spreading JOY as it traveled the globe.
Memories of your HAND creating wonder with its touch
Memories of your HEART beating with generosity.
Now as you, PISCES, sail the seas of eternity
OTHERS,
Will see, perhaps, with your sensitive EYE.
Their flesh will pulsate, perhaps, with your strength
And they LIVE with the knowledge which you gave them.
To my Bob and his eternal gifts.
With love,
Susan
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