For I may leave this earth. But my soul is in your heart. My memories will be in your stories. My life will always be in the love that you gave me..My love to you will always be in you. You will hear me when the wind blows. The sun's warmth will be my love for you. The birds chirping will be me singing to you. I will always be there in spirit and love. Cry now, but smile when you think of me.
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A refined poetic imagination, Michael Peterson. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.