My Dear Beloved Michael,
Three
years have passed and the heartache still lasts. I will always be
missing you. Yet each day without you physically is a night to dream of
your comforting arms; a morning to wake with a memory of bliss; one
more day with your love beating within my heart; your spirit entwined
with mine in a renewal of hope; your soul caressing my own with a
deepest desire; one more day to bask in your purest of light; the sound
of your voice a heavenly whisper. I’ll never know another moment in
time without you. Yet I will always be missing you.
Sweet Michael, I gift a rose to you as a token of my everlasting love and devotion.
All my love forever,
Brenda Beazley
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