November 1st

Looking around in a quite-silent place,

Flowers and candles are scattered everywhere.

People unite with their dead loved ones,

Which strengthens their family bond.

Remembering them with all their heart,

With wishes "If you were still alive".

Children make friends and play,

While adults talk about their day.

November 1st is the day she'll never forget,

Because what she always see,

Are people who never forget their family.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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