Half past the hour of four


Then with a small tear drop she took one last gasp of air. 

With eyes half open she became still... 

Half past the hour of four she fades...

Bright lights, silver linings and an unchartered terrain appeared half past the hour of four.

In memory of Greta Tibay Acerden

October 1, 1934 - April 18, 2014

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