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Daughter. Our Daughter.
Not of blood. Tis true.
But none other.
Ever.
...

When did you
become most of me?
...

Remember
when we danced
in the living room
after dinner?
...

4.

I step into our bedroom,
and want to see you sleeping there -
I sit outside in our backyard,
and want to watch you feed your birds -
I stare at stuff inside our fridge,
and want to ask what you would like.
...

5.

Soon's morning sun has hit your porch.
He goes. To look. To wait.
To watch your door. Stare down your path.
To search for you through day.
...

Paragraphs
comprised of run-on sentences that relate sorrow and longing
evince joys in old memories
describe opportunities missed and plans that will never be.
...

the dew that has risen on your back
meets that upon my chest
as I hug
you to my heart
...

Cindy, Anna, and Emma
O wonders of my life
Emma Grandaughter
Anna my Child
...

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Daughter. Our Daughter.
Not of blood. Tis true.
But none other.
Ever.
In history.
Was half as Loved as you.

Gone now. To a husband's side.
With sweet babe of her own.
Tending all of life's great tasks.
With never a thought of home.


Mother. Dear Mother.
Radiant family sun.
Carried away.
Far too soon.
Before all dreams had come.

So, gone too. In an instant left.
Cursed, hateful day.
Why such goodness must be kilt,
None as yet can say.


Father. Poor Father.

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