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TEN YEARS LATER
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Ten years since her husband's death
she still craved the sight of him
coming in the door, his suitcoat
slung over his back, with his
magnetic smile.  She wanted more to

listen to the odyssey of his day than to

tell him her own. She yearned to
glance at him again in a long black
coat, resembling a materialized
laser beam, as they
prepared to go out for an evening,
or in old bluejeans walking barefoot
with her on the seashore.

She missed the one who knew her

totally... who always gave her

more than 100%.... whose eyes

saw into her soul, healing with his

gaze.
She knew he was always with her...
but wanted his spirit to touchdown.

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-saiom shriver-

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