Saturday 28th April
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Sometimes our paths in life
Take us to places
We never dreamt we’d go
Unexpected spaces
Not on our travel list
No time to pack suitcases
A long, lonely road
With no smiling faces
Grief is carried forever
But mem’ries leave traces
That soften the blows
Within Angel embraces
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Love you poppet
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
sweet blooms 🙂
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Thank you.
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Indeed memories makes you feel always a little better
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They most certainly do.
Thank you.
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That is so beautiful!
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Thank you so much.
Most kind.
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You are welcome! A pleasure to read.
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😊
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Beautiful poem. I like the blossom tree too.
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Thank you very much.
The blossom of the wild cherry tree appears every spring, and looks gorgeous against a blue sky.
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It is good to have memories and I gave a ride to a co-worker named, Roger. I felt so sad when I heard something about his personal life. He and his wife have two living children but his little boy, Sammy was diagnosed with cancer at age 2 and passed away not that long ago. He is a new employee whose mini van broke down and they had him walking to work so his wife could take the kids to babysitter’s and she could drive (farther than he walks) to her work. xo 💐 💕
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Oh my, that is really sad for the family.
Sending love and light to Roger, and hoping things turnaround soon for them.
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So beautiful and touching.
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Thank you very much.
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