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My good friend.

We weren’t finished you know.

There was so much more for us to do.  

So much more.  

I will miss you my friend.


Each time I witness the sun burning 

through the eastern horizon at dawn, 

I will see it as though you had painted it,

and I will miss you. 


Every time I see the crazy mad colors 

of a swath of wildflowers, 

I will see them through your eyes, 

the eyes of a true artist, 

and I will miss you once again.  

Each time I see anything and everything of this, 

our God’s one most magnificent and holy world, 

I will see it all anew because 

this is how you would have seen it 

and I will miss you again.  

I will surely miss you my dear friend

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