An Elegy For Iolanda's Loss
When we lose someone
we have loved so much,
especially the one
who made a difference
in our past life...
we lose something of our own.
And our sorrow reflects every
thought cherished by the deepness
of that love; and for sometime, consolation
will not be found: unless we realize,
we are bound for the same destiny
in our predestined time.
Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci
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