They tell me you're gone,
but everything I breathe is your life.
A girl who's spirit can be felt in the sunshine,
Your love whispered in the summer breeze.
You are every laugh,
every smile,
every ounce of joy,
and the hope of tomorrow.
Every time we pursue happiness,
we chase after you.
Until the end of here & now,
When we meet in forever,
I will look at the face I have memorized in my mind,
and cling to your shadow,
until I can feel your heart beating... ❤
In Memory of Rhiannon Peak
March 23,1992 --- April 24, 2012
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