Don’t think of her as gone away
Her journey's just begun
Life holds so many facets
This earth is only one.
Just think of her as resting
From the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days or years.
Think how she must be wishing
That we could know today
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away.
And think of her as living
In the hearts of those she touched….
For nothing loved is ever lost
As she was loved so much.
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It's Christmas-time, and I miss you. Much love, Lenox
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