All Saints

ivy
clings on grave
things.

&
i miss
you, and

i love(d) you.

you taught me
to dream, and
now i can fly.

you taught my
heart to sing,
and now i fight
with a smile
and a swing.

You
were
Love,
and
Love
never
dies,
so
i will always be with you,
Tanty.

thank you.

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