| Re: I got a little black book with my poems in... A Poem for Esther
You are my family,
I am yours,
Though our paths be remote,
Distant one from the other,
Still we remain connected…
Forever,
For I am your family,
And you are mine.
You are my blessing,
Though your numbers haunt and daunt,
My memory
I am your blessing, however meagre,
And far removed.
Into the wide, wide world,
Of travels taken far from you,
Yet, within my heart, love-filled
Me, with you
How futile, all our attempts may be…
To understand and to know
The Almighty’s will…But,
As is Love the certain key,
All truly blessed, our folk, are we.
My family, you,
And your family, me.
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