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TIMES TO REMEMBER TIMES NOW, TO REMEMBER, OF SOMEONE YOU LOVE, THAT ONE, SPECIAL PERSON, SENT FROM ABOVE. THE LOVE, THAT YOU SHARED, WILL ALWAYS LINGER, THE TIMES, YOU WERE SMALL, AND SHE HELD YOUR FINGER. THE WARMTH, YOU FELT, WHEN SHE WAS NEAR, KNOWING THEN, THERE WAS NOTHING, TO FEAR. THROUGH, THE YEARS, AS TIME WENT ON, THE FADED MEMORIES, HAD ALMOST GONE. BUT, IN YOUR HEART, YOU'LL ALWAYS KNOW, THE MEMORIES, OF HER, WILL NEVER GO. THE LOVE, THE TOUCH, THE WARMTH, THAT YOU FELT, WILL ALWAYS, BE ENOUGH, TO MAKE YOUR HEART MELT. THE WAY SHE SMILED, AND HELD YOUR HAND, WAS NOT, FROM YOUR MOTHER, BUT, FROM YOUR FRIEND. AS TIME GOES ON, YOU'LL ALWAYS RECALL, THE LOVE, AND THE FRIENDSHIP, AND THE WARMTH, OF IT ALL. SO, FEEL NOT SORROW, BUT JOY, IN YOUR HEART, OF SOMEONE YOU LOVE, THAT WILL NEVER PART. ALTHOUGH, HERE ON EARTH, YOU'LL SEE HER, NO MORE, SOMEDAY, UP ABOVE, YOU'LL MEET, AT HEAVENS DOOR. WRITTEN BY: DIANA SHIRLEY Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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