MARY MAGDALENA DOLENUCK

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MARY MAGDALENA DOLENUCK May 23, 1949 January 17, 2009 The Best is Yet to Be A year has past; four seasons of tears to mark the emptiness I feel. Rough edges become smoother but Time does not completely heal Everything. In a crowd, the face of normalcy; a smile, the picture is OK. Alone, the tears dried; the pain returns again and the unfilled Void remains Each day. Our time together was borrowed and had, at some point, to be returned. Like all else in Life, we can only share our moments of Love and Tears Our Hopes and Fears And from each other we begin to grow and view One of the great mysteries of our Life on Earth. How can both Spirits join as One and yet remain as Two? The world is different without you Mary; or maybe the difference is within me The eye sees the sunset but misses the colours before it The ear hears the song of the birds but the melody is forfeit Your beautiful Spirit is absent; meanings are forever changed. Yes- all of these things are only borrowed; save one. Memories of Times Past, of Family and Friends, of Laughter and Happiness. These are not borrowed but are left with us who remain To remember that we had a Life together- Wonderful and Blessed. Still, each night we talk; a few moments to recall. To whisper- I love you Sweetheart: more and more each day-much more then I can say Love; then, now and forever Rick.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Jan 16, 2010