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Lor's avatar

In all the small moments you have opened your heart to notice a miracle, the rainbow will always present itself in the form of my father’s smile.

“You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold, you're daddy's little girl to have and hold…”

My dad sang that song to me as I sat on his lap as a small child. When it came his time to pass, I stood to eulogize him .

The last line; I know just where to find you, at the end of the rainbow.

Memories and miracles.

Thank you.

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Rococo G's avatar

You do not realise how much you bring to me, and to I think so many others (though I do not want to assume, but it looks as though that is the case). Thank you. I'll be watching for rainbows, and small miracles, now.

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