How can you leave?
You came into my life,
A quiet ocean ripple
a gentle rising tide…
My mind often
wandering
below the surface…
I never realized
what light you were
giving me.
How did it all happen?
When did you become
so much a part of my world
that I’m feeling
torn and bereft
knowing how far
you’re going?
Life has given me
treasured guides
to keep me on
a brighter path.
You are one.
How can you leave
with the job
far from done?
July 14, 1983
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