It may be a while since you followed the light
But I often feel your presence, not always at night!
I miss your warmth and loving touch
The fun and laughter we shared, so much
The caring, and repartee
Knowing my words, before set free.
The memories are fresh of our time together
They'll never fade, no, not ever.
I know I'll follow the light one day
In the meantime, I often pray
That when my time comes, you'll be in the light
To welcome my spirit, and hold me tight.
[ Poet: Merril Wilson - Prince Albert Friend August 2024]
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