My Pressed Flower Friend
In my book of memories,
there is a pressed Flower that fills a page,
With a gentle fragrance lingering still,
though it's faded now with age.
The way my Friend smiled and laughed,
The many ways she cared,
Are a legacy that she left behind
In stories I love to share.
So remember the hearts who've touched
your life,
It's what we each are here for.
A pressed Flower gently reminds us
To love and treasure our friendships more.
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I love you Diana. Your Fragrance still lingers.
4 comments:
What a sweet, sweet remembrance of your sweet friend.
Beautiful tribute, Jocelyn, to your friend Diana. Wishing you peace and comfort as you remember a cherished friend.
such touching words I too have lost 2 very dear firneds so this means a lot to me too
Such words of beauty and love.
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