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May 2015
Many years have past
             Since heard their voice
                                 When last heard, was faint

And  I still hear
             The voices
                                  Even though gone, voices faint

When you look at the years
                Of all those lost
                                   The voices stay with you though faint

Happy memories the past
                  Sometimes that is best
                                   To keep memory close even if faint

Never forget the love
                  Which is always there
                                    Through life or death keep fears faint

When the time is right
                   It becomes your night
                                     As the light of your life becomes faint

Reunited again with voices from the past, they will be strong and no longer be faint
I wrote a tribute to my mother and this is a re-work of it for a more general memorial.
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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   ---, bex and stéphane noir
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