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Apr 2020
Find me in the future.
I’ll be there waiting for you.
If you’re unsure if it’s me you’ll recognize my maturity and grace,
plainly expressed by the smile lines and crows feet on my face
I’ll ask you “what’s new?”
As if a moment hadn’t passed.
You’ll say “You haven’t changed a bit since I saw you last!”
I’ll know that isn’t true and I’ll start to laugh
As I silently thank God
for telling me I would run into you on this path.
Viola
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Viola
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     Fawn and Holly D
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