My Loved Ones

This is the time, to pay our respect;
To think of our loved ones, and reflect.
It doesn't matter, if they're young or old;
Quiet and shy, outgoing and bold.

Sometimes they're here, for a short while;
They make us laugh, and they bring us a smile.
It doesn't matter, if it's a sister or brother;
A parent, a child, a significant other.

We'll love them forever, that is true;
Now that they've left us, we're sad and blue.
Think of the good times, not the bad;
Of the smiles and laughter, we all had.
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