Dikt

The world may never notice 
if a rosebud doesn't bloom
or even pause to wonder if the petals fall too soon 
but every life that ever forms 
... or ever comes to be 
touches the world 
in some small way for all eternity 
the little one we longed for 
was swiftly here and gone 
but the love that was then planted 

is a light that still shines on 
and though our arms are empty 
our hearts know what to do 
every beating of our heart says 
We will remember you.
(Ukjent)

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