
Life, a precious gift, a constant journey or a life long home. Every day something to look forward to or to cry for. Today life is cruel, today I’ll have a cry. Today they have taken a loving soul to a new home. But we are still here, dazed and confused that time is as random as the lives it takes.
But the thought of you, the moments we shared, the things I learned. Thinking of that will always make me smile.
But for today I will have a cry, I will tell, you will be missed, I will tell, that you will be remembered, and tomorrow I’ll smile, because that’s what you told me to do.
My dearest friend you will be missed.
Elke Stevens x

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