For my dear Aunt

Yesterday we lost my Aunt, to that curse on the world, Cancer.  Just 69 to young, I wrote this in her memory

Darkness comes the twilight of hope disappears and all those good times and happy years vanish in one last rasping breath, pain transfers from them to you, as if the weight of legions crushing comes, the pain of telling others soon, but now time to sit and take it in, just be still, reflect on love, and yet different now, but you’ll survive, scarred but at least alive.

    

Author: Peter

Writer and co-founder of From Heartbreak to Happiness

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