when i shed this life
i still hold inside
the eternal spark
from the creator
who gave you to me
you ask about regret
as if i could regret
the destiny set out
in pleading and prayers
and answered with you
being absent in body
is a small price to pay
for souls that are tied
at this time, in this life
and in the evermore.
2-3-09
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