Sunday 13th October
.
My Autumn Angel
Leaves turning to gold
A cooler wind blows
Hand in mine to hold
Acorns start falling
Squirrels scoot about
Evenings drawing in
Thoughts of you play out
Missing you always
That’ll never change
Love you forever
And that will not change
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
Beautiful
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Thank you so much.
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Such beautiful and heartfelt words..and photos too…
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Thank you very much indeed.
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You are welcome..
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Another lovely piece of writing
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Very kind of you to say.
Thank you.
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Lovely dear
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Thank you.
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Welcome
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A lovely autumnal arrangement
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Thank you very much Derrick.
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