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Reflecting
.
The colours of our gifts,
spaces of black & white,
Pausing, reflecting,
praising.
Silouetted backgrounds sit
silently in remembrance, a
carress of adulation & adoration
in contentment of being travel
companions.
It'll always be you
my Love.
The colours of our gifts,
spaces of black & white,
Pausing, reflecting,
praising.
Silouetted backgrounds sit
silently in remembrance, a
carress of adulation & adoration
in contentment of being travel
companions.
It'll always be you
my Love.
Published 5th May 2018
Author's Note
Always to remember, sounds and colours
of the joyous occasion passed
of the joyous occasion passed
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5th May 2018 12:02pm
5th May 2018 12:28pm
5th May 2018 1:24pm
LOL! Finally! I'll never forget calling you someone else! Now we're even! MUAHAHAHAHA!
5th May 2018 3:09pm
Anonymous
5th May 2018 3:29pm
Sweet Rose, the poem had me smiling but in the reading the comments as I scrolled to make one myself, I have to admit laughter was present! Beautiful tribute, lady! Well done!
Xoxo Taryn
Xoxo Taryn
5th May 2018 6:24pm
