You can’t just forget those who have gone.

You miss them all and think about those times touching hands –

Dearest dead, sweethearts, promises!

You cherish those moments of the truest words,

the darkest black of nights, the coldest dawn.

Moments of holding, keeping and letting go…

Love that makes you cry and remember.

Rosalinda Flores Martinez Tuesday, April 19, 2016

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