Monday, November 23, 2009

Always


Dear Joan,

You are my beautiful baby. I was heartless and inexcusable. But you forgave me. And now you reach for my hand. When I remember what I almost lost, I swear my heart beats in reverse.

My dreams are spent dancing with you. My days spent aching to come home to you. I long to wake to your laugh, your skin, and your curls underneath my lips.

I think I learned to love because of you.

I love and miss you always,

Joan

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