No returns

A christmas card 
For the previous owner
Every year
No return sender

How to tell her
How long ago she passed?
Her gesture arouses
A reminder

How we'd gladly
Hold her hand
In her final hours
To not be alone

Could not speak
Thank you, dear
Such a gesture
Is true love

Now, how to find it
Among the living
Busy, overwhelmed?
Love at peace

No certain future
Content in silence
No eye on wealth
Love with no returns

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