stopping to talk. or not at all
it was decades we knew you and now you have passed.
we think there is a forever but that forever is gone too fast.
this stage of life, so bitter and sweet.
faces
we are blessed for each breath, those of us that remain.
but missed are those gone, again and again...
rest on angel wings helen, surrounded by all the little furry lives you touched and saved
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