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The way you held me was irreplaceable

The way you loved was stable

The way you made me feel was indescribable

Cliché or not, it’s how it was

The little hallmark card was so us;

The happy little two-person family

Acting so serene and smiley.

Yet God, or cancer, had other plans

Either He, or the disease took you right out of my hands.

I’m not sure which one it was.

But I hope the powers above

Treat you right.

Because I still pray for you
Every night.





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