|Kaylynn knows she is about to die,|
And love flows from her heart just like a stream.
Yearning for her children's happiness,
Living with a heightened tenderness,
Yet she knows far more than it might seem.
No longer does she need a when or why,
Nor need her weeping love her soul redeem.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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