From A Distance

How well do you have to know one
For you to like and admire them
Isn’t it easy to love such special someones
Simply from the tales people tell of them

The smile on one’s face the tear in the eye
The signs of their rushing memory are hard to miss
Unstoppable emotions hard as one may try
Flooding consciousness especially on days like this

The good die young they always say
Short lives that shone real real bright
Personalities that stood out everyday
Testaments unto themselves if one might

Nostalgia provokes often with a sting
Why they had to go and we had to stay
Nonetheless there’s no telling of the joy they bring
Each time you think of them more so on their special day

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