A Familiar Page

A Familiar Page

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It's that time of the Year again,

And Easter looms Near,

But it's Holy Thursday I remember,

When I lost that which I held most dear,

Today's unlike any that's past,

Its the memory that burns brightest,

When I held your hands for the last time,

And my world turned it's darkest,

Every year I've turned to this page,

Sometimes with a few smiles between,

It's a page that doesn't turn over,

A blank space only tears have seen,

Its the page that ended a story,

The story that truly defined me,

The tale of your limitless love,

My one and only Heroine,

As I write my own chapters,

In a world greatly lightened of love,

I try to give a little back of that stuff,

That you freely gave from your trove,

I often wonder what you're thinking,

If this path is the right one to tread,

I guess I'll never answer that quandary,

Until the coat of this Life, I've shed,

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