Wednesday 20th February
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Pain in my soul
Hurt in my eyes
Ache in my heart
Tormented sighs
.
Wearing a mask
Perfect disguise
You cannot see
The silent cries
.
It’s all because
My Angel flies
On wings of gold
In starry skies
.
And I miss you
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
Early evening swell
Watching the waves
Harbour high tide
Without pain life would be incomplete.
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Yes, the ying and yang….. Can’t have one without the other.
Thank you.
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🙂 ❤
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So beautiful
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Many thanks.
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Doesn’t stop it being painful though. 🙂
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That’s very true.
x 😊 x
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Sending you peace of mind and comfort in body. ❤
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Thank you very much x 💖 x
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No more than you deserve.
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Most kind.
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I agree completely
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So much pain that you deal with so well
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Thank you.
Most kind of you to say.
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Putting the pic of the daffodils, under the “wings of gold” was particularly effective, Melanie!
Are you making a book of all of Frankie’s poems?
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Ahhh, thank you Melinda
Hadn’t thought about putting these poems into a book…. Wouldn’t know where to start!
But thank you for the idea…. Maybe one day 😊
Frank did love his reading, and told me I should write a book about him.
Who knows….. 📖📚📖
x
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Ah! Then it was meant to be, if he told you to!
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I wonder… Perhaps you’re right.
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🙂
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Powerful words♥️
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Thank you.
x 💖 x
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Nothing wrong with your camera eyes
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Thank you Derrick.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you very much indeed.
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Beautiful poem, amazing photos.
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Thank you so very much.
Most kind.
x 💖 x
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