The Fourth

I visited today under the sky cast of reds and purples. Through the brisk winter air, into serene grounds. Between the frosted dead branches and stems, the fresh tiny petals of magentas and yellows danced with the winter breeze. Time has flown and so much has changed, yet the memories are still the same.

"In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky.

In my heart there'll always be a place for you for all my life.

I'll keep a part of you with me.

And everywhere I am there you'll be."

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