Though you’ve walked on,
My door is always open.
My heart,
Always warm,
Always welcome.
Between us distance has no meaning.
Time,
Is healing.
Wishing you well.
And hoping for good luck.
Walk with no fear,
My dear and trust.
For deep down inside,
You have a heart of gold.
March to the beat of your drum,
You must.
Never far, always near.
Always Welcome,
Here,
My Love.

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