I... well... This poem is so pure and so touching I -- in ways I wish could be let out concisely --let you know how much I regret the my readings of the last few weeks: epic fantasies. I know it sounds a bit astray to the eye-opening, well-worded meanings of the post, but, surely, I mean, I can feel the empathy in my heart -- a stoic one. I've read eleven books in the last month; I feel like I've learned more from this post. I'm a part-time writer and part-time editor for various small projects. Gah, I'd pay (you) to let me put it into a PDF on my Kindle as inspiration, but, ah, it's kind of perfect where it is and how it is... I am so very sorry to hear about your loss.
I really hope this isn't taken the wrong way -- the poem just really moved me. Poetry is creativity; editing it can take away from the author's personality and meaning. I don't mean any harm... I just loved it so much I spent a little bit of time on it. https://www.dropbox.com/s/8xcrq0qtaayoyw6/Perpetual%20Stardu... EDIT: Thanks to lil pointing out the the double page. I've now narrowed it to one.