We Miss You

though you never spoke a lot,

anyone could see there was something

more than met the eye, that there was

a brightly burning fire smoldering inside;

that you were special;

we miss you already, we miss the

thought of you, we miss the

simple sweetness, the quiet beauty,

your sad, expressive face,

your kind, gentle spirit,

your soft spoken demeanor,

the silent, reflective hopelessness,

the detached inner calmness,

the cold dispassionate passion,

the electric excitement of your

dazzling smile, the little girl hiding

inside the woman;

we miss you as a person, we miss

you as a friend, we miss you like a

beloved sister, we grieve for you

like a lost daughter;

we miss you baby,

and always will.

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