Here’s a message to you, my dear friend,
Except I wish I could deliver,
As if you were sitting next to me.
Talking into late hours of night,
However, my heart knows otherwise.
Except now I see you in disguise,
Realizing all will be all right.
Learning your angel had set you free.
I heard you earned angel wings quicker,
Not knowing your life’s come to an end.
Now I reminisce, times together,
Evoking my selfish pettiness.
As I never had a chance to say,
Everything you meant to me and more.
Something tells me you already knew.
The conversations I had with you,
Engaged my heart and made my soul soar.
Virtuous chats made time fly away,
Even when one was forced to digress.
Zen be with you, my dear friend, Heather.
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| In Memory of Heather Linnea Estevez |
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