You stand in the heart of my house,
Looking over our family
Hearing and seeing every subtle thing.
Your the Guardian of our house,
Knowing our hopes and dreams,
But not spilling them only for fulfilling them.
Tiny dots, point by point, pixel by pixel it joins up
Thousands and thousands to make up you.
Leaving your mark forever in this world.
Imprinted in time though time has stopped.
A memory, a mark, a representation of you.
Gone but not forgotten.
Four years I have stared up,
Watching,
Thinking,
And missing you.



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