A Moment in Time
        by Debbi Dickinson

       Time passes,
        but not the love I have for you,
        nor the ache inside of me
        because you are not. 

        You were with us
        for as long as God allowed.
        You were real. 
        You existed.
        You counted. 

        You were with us
        only a short time,
        but it was time enough
        to grow to love you,
        for you to make
        a difference in our lives. 

       You could not stay,
       but thought of you
       will forever remain,
       as does the love this day,
       tempered by the pain.