Sometimes I hear you calling,
From some lost and distant shore,
I hear you crying softly,
For the way it was before.
~Red, Hymn For The Missing
Standing here in the stillness of time, I am wondering where you are tonight. Your time was fleeting upon this earth–and there are so many things left unsaid between us.
Although I’ve been away far too long, I can still feel you in this place; this will always be our place.
I miss you my friend and I pray that you’ve finally found the peace you were searching for–you deserved more from this world.
Reflections, northern MN
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