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Fading memory…



If someday my memory just dries away, read me your best story every night… Over and over and over again. Every evening, after every sunset, tell me those same words, and bring me with you down the same road. Tell me about the same stars, and the same sighs, and the same dreams… Don’t change the plot, or the very details… Just read it to me, time after time, restlessly. Until that day when you’ll see my eyes sparkle just before the best part…

And then you’ll know, that your words will live within me forever…




10 thoughts on “Fading memory…

    1. I had to watch my grand mother go down that road… A sad way to let go of a loved one! I have great admiration for people who take care of people like her! xx


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