Gentle sway of hidden dreams folded within the crooks of a forgotten jacket.
Tones of remembrance at the finger tips of the memories relived in quiet times.
Forged links that spiral as the DNA of tapestries between parents and children.
One moves beyond the realms of mortal touch but lives unforgotten in the hearts.
Back and forth through years of cycles that grip generations in its traditions.
You Parents complete your children in ways they only see in their own children's eyes.
Create those sparkling brief snowflakes of bright emerald memories in all moments.
For who are you or I to tell when they become the flaming comet that blazes as our anchor?
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Snapshots of Pain, Grief And Loss
PoetryA selection of where the darkest/loneliest/grieving ruminations and experiences from different time periods in life have been placed. Warning Triggers! It is not for light reading and if your in a dark place, please avoid. This book comes in three...
