A light that goes out on Earth may illuminate a brighter star in the night sky above....
A flower that does not open fully will one day burst out in the warmth of a private sun...
Whilst they are here with us, the most delicate of living things let us glimpse their fragile beauty...
And even when they have flown so far, so early....
They leave us a trace of this beauty so that we may find our wings to fly in this life.
Rest in Peace, Paulette.
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