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death
the bones of the departed
whisper secrets
long silent voices...echo their pain
until it reverberates into my heart
where it is felt in my soul
I am left with an ache
Published 8th Oct 2019
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8th Oct 2019 9:34pm
let not the ache be your pain nor your stains of your tears down your face but be tears of remembering the love and the laughter that they shown from deep within there heart and mind and spiritual soul...FOR ITS NEVER GOOD BYE JUST A SILENT HELLO WHISPERED THROUGH THE WINDS OF TIME...BEAUTIFULLY COMPOSED
8th Oct 2019 9:39pm
thank you graciously dearest Stoney for the love and insight on this write... I cherish my time with my dad who has passed on... I'm so happy on days like today when I can hear him whispering to me knowing he is still with me... my ache comes from knowing he sees me struggling... I deeply cherish your thoughts dearest poet...
love Brenda ❤
love Brenda ❤
8th Oct 2019 9:52pm
YOU ARE TRULY WELCOME POETESS, FOR WHEN YOU MISS SOMEONE SO CLOSE AND DEAR YOU DON'T WANT TO THANK ABOUT THE GOOD BYE, BUT THE MEMORIES THAT REMINDS YOU OF THE JOY LOVE AND PEACE THAT THEY BOUGHT TO YOUR LIFE AND WORLD...IN MIND HEART AND SPIRITUAL SOUL ONE LOVE WITH RESPECT
