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May 25, 2004 11:46

The smile fades
the eyes grow dim
the soul tip-toes away

The hand is not
As warm as it
Had been, just yesterday

Were I with you
I doubt that I
Would know just what to say

To calm the storm
of hopes unborn
That died their deaths today

The secret that
We both will share
In this life and the next

That both of us
Are happy now
That you have found your rest

Some tears will fall
As always do
During this wretched test

But would you me?
(For I will You)
Remember but the best

~S.D.T.

Tio Pacheco 1921~2004
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