For My Children: I Believe

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I choose to die alone;
there’s no need to cry.
I will cry for you.

It won’t be easy,
not with all the memories.
If you remember me,
that is enough.

You have a heaven waiting
while I see galaxies unborn.
I believe they are the same;
I’ll meet you there.



Text and Photographs copyright 2008 David H. Roche