Poem -

possibly, forever,

It was noted that the flowers

Did not wilt  Defying time
with little guilt
and in the
window where
The glass jar last

knew clear water shadows cast
The plastic bones upon the
stones below...

possibly,
forever,

M ~

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Neville

That's possibly the darkest place ever .. sadly. x

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Marion

Dark is good...thanks...Great to catch you on here x

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Neville

I have been horrendously busy .. working, grandbabysitting and prepping my daughters hall stairs and landing for a complete makeover .. sorry x

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Marion

Don't be daft...I have been completely AWOL with not even one excuse. That's what life is all about Nev, I imagine that little one brings you incredible joy my friend. 
She is lucky to have such an amazing Gramps X

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Neville

She does .. just turned 10 months and now stands from sitting with just the holding of my one pinky .. x

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Marion

Ah bliss...it's completely different isn't it...
we get to really appreciate the time spent with them while the parents do the hard bits. My one Nan was a goddess to me all my life, not because she was perfect but because she loved me unconditionally.
And that's a hard kind of love to give. I wish this adoration for you my friend...umm...and for me lol. Here's hoping we get it right Nev X

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Neville

I would love to be able to live up to such an expectation .. thanks Marion you have it spot on .. and yes, it really is quite different .. like I never could have imagined .. xx

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