Forever Beloved

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Even at the end
worn, tired,
And a bit afraid
her voice was sunshine
carrying the warmth that
Always brightened the
Room, lifting the spirits
Of others.

My sunshine.
Every day you still
Touch my face.
Still stare back at me in the mirror.
Show up in the small moments
Of my life
Reminding me that I carry you
With me
Always.

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