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Then I’ll know

Posted on May 17, 2019 by MeRaw

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Friday 17th May

I’ll meet you when I dream

I’ll see you when I sleep

I’ll talk to you in my head

Those precious memories to keep

I’ll hug you in my fantasy

I’ll cradle you in my heart

You’ll always be in my thoughts

Then I’ll know we’re not apart

Treasured Angel son

xxxxxx

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Susannah Bianchi on May 17, 2019 at 8:07 pm said:

Beautiful pictures. Heartfelt prose. Wish I could pen poetry. sigh

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- MeRaw on May 19, 2019 at 8:20 pm said:
  
  Thank you so much for your kind words. I just write down how I’m feeling 😊
  Melanie x
  
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  - Susannah Bianchi on May 19, 2019 at 8:31 pm said:
    
    As all great poets do. 🙂
    
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  - MeRaw on May 21, 2019 at 8:05 pm said:
    
    x 😊 x
    
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  - Susannah Bianchi on May 20, 2019 at 10:06 am said:
    
    I can’t really pen poetry but respond to it when I read it. Crossing Brooklyn Ferry by Whitman or Charge of the Light Brigade which always makes me cry, so there is something to it. You write beautifully and it’s such a portal to release what one feels.
    
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  - MeRaw on May 21, 2019 at 8:13 pm said:
    
    Thank you very much indeed.
    I too enjoy reading Charge of the Light Brigade.
    x
    
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  - Susannah Bianchi on May 21, 2019 at 10:25 pm said:
    
    When can their glory fade?
    O the wild charge they made!
    All the world wondered.
    Honour the charge they made!
    Honour the Light Brigade,
    Noble six hundred!
    
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  - MeRaw on May 23, 2019 at 8:07 pm said:
    
    Half a league, half a league,
    Half a league onward,
    All in the valley of Death
    Rode the six hundred.
    “Forward, the Light Brigade!
    Charge for the guns!” he said.
    Into the valley of Death
    Rode the six hundred
    
    An epic poem.
    x
    
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  - Susannah Bianchi on May 23, 2019 at 9:08 pm said:
    
    I so love this. You have no idea. Peggy Noonan, a journalist, wrote a piece about September 11th, and how the firemen all went in but never came out, using that refrain. It’s so moving even borrowed. Thanks so much. 🙂
    
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  - MeRaw on May 26, 2019 at 8:44 pm said:
    
    My pleasure.
    I’ll try and find out about Peggy Noonan, thank you.
    x
    
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  - Susannah Bianchi on May 26, 2019 at 10:56 pm said:
    
    She writes an OPED on Saturday for The Wall Street Journal. That essay is in a collection of 9/11 pieces called A Heart, A Cross and a Flag. They’re quite touching.
    
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  - MeRaw on May 30, 2019 at 8:42 pm said:
    
    Thank you for signposting this for me.
    x
    
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  - Susannah Bianchi on May 30, 2019 at 7:43 pm said:
    
    Your welcome.
    
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joannerambling on May 18, 2019 at 3:08 am said:

Yes then you’ll know

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- MeRaw on May 19, 2019 at 8:23 pm said:
  
  Thank you.
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Jennie on May 18, 2019 at 12:41 pm said:

Beautiful!

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- MeRaw on May 19, 2019 at 8:23 pm said:
  
  Thank you so much.
  x
  
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  - Jennie on May 19, 2019 at 11:05 pm said:
    
    You are welcome!
    
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