bringing life into longed-for view
turning bare branches into clouds
then… making snowfalls on windy days
petals from the blooming trees
where do they go?
———
soft and small and delicate
deep dimples and precious pats
then… stretching, slimming, learning skills
baby feet and hands
where do they go?
———
understanding someone else completely
thinking each other’s thoughts
then… spending long days in hospital stays
years of married life together
where do they go?
fireflytrails 
This is simply lovely, and my answer would be they go into our memories, each one special, sometimes too fleeting, but there. I love the repeating phrase, and read it several times to really take it in.