Rita Diane

Seventy years ago your seven year old life came to an end and I felt like mine did too.
I was only twelve when you passed from This world to the next
We were best friends companions who thought We’d be old ladies together.
But it wasn’t to be.
I’ve asked God to let me see you first in that place of eternal life and light.
It will be a place of joy and we’ll forever join your black and my white hands together and pick up where we left off where time never ends.
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