Today
I look at Zeke and Annie and I can picture Lily to a certain degree. I can
imagine what she may look like and wonder at who she may have been. Would she
be a ‘thinker’, would she love music, would she be sporty, would she be
creative, theatrical? And today, those ponderings make me smile. But tomorrow,
tomorrow those same thoughts may be heart breaking, tomorrow I may be brought
to my knees by the fact that I’ll never know, that how I picture her is just a creation
of my imagination.
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