“Your Mieks.”

Time has gone by but nothing has changed
Just over a month but seems like a day
The hole that she’s left will never be filled
This aching and longing and loving is thick.

“Think of me, mom” she says to you now
“I’m running and playing, I’m dancing around!
There’s places to go and there’s people to see
But I miss you so much, do you also miss me?

I miss the boys and running with you
Are the kids doing well? I want to play with them now
There’s popcorn here, mom! So many good things
I’ll show everyone around when it’s time, okay?”

She’s happy, so happy and her love is like yours
Ongoing and steadfast and without end
You love her immensely and she’ll never forget
Always yours, forever, until you meet again.

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