by Rebecca Sifuentes

Created on: October 27, 2010   Last Updated: December 30, 2010

Your name is written in gold

On a marble plaque

Next to hundreds of stones

Written is the month, day and year

You were born

And the month, day and year

You died

I am looking at your photo

This picture is how I remember you

Your pretty face 

It is your smile

That I miss the most

Although sometimes

When I come to see you

 I cry and today I am not

 Going to shed a single tear

Or leave sad

I know sad goodbyes

And watery eyes

Will not bring you back

Next week I will return

And visit you once again

Just like I have done

All these years

Ever since your death

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