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Jun 2021
She
A year will soon come and go just like she did
A chasm is there and just is dormant
Photographs, videos, and memories
Like a spirit rising in a balloon out of sight but not out of mind
Covid started the downfall but though she fought valiantly there was never another August
She has the company of her husband and others gone before her
She comesΒ Β in the middle of the night
She visits when things fall down when they should not
She watches over her great granddaughter who never knew her
She did see her from a window in a hospital
She did meet her great grandson who will turn three when late Summer arrives
She knows we still grieve but people and places to see and visit
She is gone but not forgotten but everybody knows that she is somehow always around
Every now and then the cell phone doesn't ring and Heaven is a long distance call that can't be made
She is every shade of purple in a rainbow of her own design

C@rainbowchaser2021
In memory of our Mom who passed August 3 , 2020
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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