Tall. Quiet and dying,
I did not know.
Your voice joined mine,
Reaching out, to life,
To other voices.
We sang together.
One of the group
I felt warm when you returned.
Words, a few each week
And many notes,
Add up to know you.
Sad to say goodbye
But happy for our connection.
I will miss you
Terry
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