Monday 21st January
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On the inside, I’m stuck
Staying within that moment
When everything stood still
Leaving pain and torment
.
On the outside, you’d hardly know
I’m carrying on quite well
With all the everyday things
With a mask, no one can tell
.
But there is so much love for you
And with that comes so much grief
A bittersweet existence now
So much sorrow with no relief
.
And yet, memories keep me going
And I can smile at each one
You will never leave my heart
Precious Angel, forever young
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xxxxxx
Grey and drizzly this afternoon
Harbour high tide