The breeze must have
heard you speak for
It whispers your name
Mother earth must have
felt you before because
the soil has your sweet scent
The ocean feels lost without
you its yearning for your
footsteps to touch its sand
with your ample warmth
Fall has painted you with
the colors of an unforgettable
sunset that exudes an echo of
your smile
The winter traces your face
frozen in place trying to
preserve your memory forever
Every phase mother nature brings
to past is the mirror reflecting your
astonishing beauty
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