Many years have come and waned,
Years of sadness,
Years of pain.
Months of watching your daughter grow
Months of wishing you could watch her grow.
Weeks of remembering your smiles,
Weeks of wishing you were here for a while,
Days of laughter
Days of tears
Hours of each and every day
Hours that pass slowly away
Minutes pass sometimes so slowly,
Minutes that make us feel so lonely.
Seconds that take our breath away,
Seconds of memories of you today.
Time has passed and so you, too.,
Help us find our way to you.
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