May the grace of time
Fill the void
In our hearts,
And heal the pains
That lurk inside.
May we take a glimpse
Of the love we have
At the start.
Let the light
Gently rub its warmth.
Let the wind
Slowly wipe away
The traces of tears.
Hold on,
Hold on
Until we have
Our beautiful hearts back,
And the breath
Of fresh air of spring.
Copyright 2025, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
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