Monday 4th February
.
Life goes on
And no one knows
The real you
Hidden in shadows
.
Somehow you can
Survive this pain
Understanding though
Life’s not the same
.
You’re not here
But you were
Those memories
Will never blur
.
Love you poppet
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
And remembering my father Hank on his 87th birthday. (4th February 1932 – 5th October 2009)
We were in Purgatory, near Durango, Co, in March 1979. And yes, we were skiing in skimpy shorts and vest tops ⛷️😁⛷️
Those memories will never blur.
Yes his memory will never blur
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I really hope not….. Which is why I write and remember every day.
💖
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Memories never blur🙏🏼
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Thank you.
I do hope that is true.
x
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Yes💕
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Very cool ! Great memories ! Best regards, Jürgen
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Thank you very much indeed.
Hope you are well.
Melanie x
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