In Memory Of Kaytlin
She is in every breath taken,
Every move made,
The fire of life burns the eyes,
Pray to God for shade.
She was here for a short time,
Yet her essence still remains,
Her memory is kept in actions and words,
But life will never be the same.
Love has no meaning now,
For she is no more,
Life can never be again,
What it was before.
poem by Denice Robinson
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