Friday, January 01, 2016

New Year

Here comes another year
Without you, daughter, dear.

I don’t look forward to a new-year
Though with each one you are here.

I am counting one by one
Since the year you had gone.

Years started to pileup,
And still more lineup.

As I turn the calendar page by page
With beautiful memories, I engage

 In my heart and mind you are alive
Without it, I can’t another year survive.

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2016, Copyright©
Author of Summer Rays: Solace for Bereaved Parents

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