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although physically absent,
for they remain with us forever.
They live on in us
and are as much a part of our lives
as any living child.
They became a part of us
the moment we knew
a child was to be born.
And every day thereafter
they have been an influence
on our lives.
Their suffering
has been our suffering
and their joys
have been our joys.
The smiles they wore
are still undimmed
and their goodness
bright as gold,
not dulled by time
or distance
but forever
filling our hearts and minds.
We are so much richer
for having been blessed
with their lives
for whatever time
we had together.
We are strengthened
through their having endured
the hardships
accompanying their illness
with such valor.
They are with their Lord now
and yet are not gone from us.
Their lives are our lives
and while we live
they shall continue to live,
safe and secure
within our hearts,
urging us on
when we falter,
and laughing with us
when the world shines
round about.
No, they are not gone.
They live within.
Sent by my precious friend Kelly (AuntieKel)
Thank you so much Kelly! This poem gave me a lot of comfort.
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