For A Special Lady

It pains me to say that I hardly remember
I rarely frequent the thought
But today I stumbled
By accident
And I remembered
Your voice, your grin
The touch of your hair
Though gone
Whisked away by
Mysterious circumstances
When I talk to your sons
I am always reminded of you
My femme of emerald eyes
Fritzy

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