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

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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

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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

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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