
Saturday 10th February
.
I often wonder
A little too much
On who you’d become
The lives you’d touch
With your exuberance
And love and such
.
And yet I ponder
All the “What if’s”
“Why” and “Maybe’s”
The lifestyle shifts
Plans to grow older
Still so many gifts
.
I cannot but
Imagine and think
If things didn’t end
In the swiftest blink
That left me hanging
Pushed to the brink
.
Where would we be?
That’s just something
I can only dream
And out of nothing
I’ll picture you
My sweet pumpkin
.
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx





Same view as yesterday, but so grey today
through your words and photographs he has touched the lives of us all. xx
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That really is so very kind of you to say.
Thank you.
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It is so! xxx
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Very tender and beautiful.
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Thank you very much.
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He is present in all your words and photos. And as time passes, we never leave the moments so dear to us.
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Thank you for your caring and understanding words.
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Thank you.
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