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Angel on my shoulder👼

Angel on my shoulder👼

My minute Mother goes everywhere with me, I think she sits on my shoulder just so she can see...I was told along time ago I had an angel by my side, tho I hunted for her everywhere yet she wanted to hide

I know it is my Mam...she died years ago yet she is with me wherever I go, sometimes when I look in the mirror but it isn’t me I see...it’s my Mother’s reflection staring so affectionately

So my angel on my shoulder is my dear old Mother, she’s as light as a feather... never any bother, I reckon she tries her very best to keep me safe from any harm & sends her little glows in the cold to make me warm

I’ve seen her little glows in the darkness of my room, but it’s like I frighten them coz they leave in a zoom...I hope one day I will prove myself right & my tiny glow will show my Mother’s sight

I truly believe that I am not alone, everybody else’s Mother when all is said & done, stays with their children even when they die ..metamorphosed to an angel with wings that can fly

You know when you find a feather so pure & white... that’s your Mother’s love telling you she’s alright... Well my little feathers fall infront of my face floating down to the ground full of beautiful grace

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A Lonely Journey

Jillian, 
That is so darn sweet! 
You know, I always kid you about being wacky, but you have a really nice heart, also. I bet she's really happy to have read that. You're both angels. 
Great write! 

Your friend, 

Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Awww Matthew Thank You so
much friend for your beautiful words X💙X

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A Lonely Journey

You're welcome, Jillmeister, but you're the one who created the beautiful words, I got to read them, and just had to comment...so thank you! 
Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Wow thats what my hubby calls me alltime Jillmeister how freaky lol 🤣👍💕

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A Lonely Journey

Cool! I was running out of names for you. lol. He sounds like wacky personnel, too...I like it. 
Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Ahhh hes not like me we are opposites I reckon lol I’m wacky one teehee xx

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A Lonely Journey

Yes, you are, but wacky's good. Who can live in this messed up, confusing, crazy world without getting a little wacky? 
Stay insane, it fits you! LOL. 
Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Awww u r too kind to me Matthew never lonely 💙

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A Lonely Journey

Jillian, 
One can never be too kind to you, it's impossible, because you deserve it. 

Matthew Always Lonely. lol. (Kidding. Sometimes I'm not Lonely, as I often have a woodland creature, like a yak or some herrings, lodged in my nostril(I sleep outdoors, and they often wander up in there), and I can always have nice conversations with them. Once a rhesus monkey got in there, and we shared banana daqueries...it was fun...but odd. Anyway, thanks for understanding my stories, you're great!). 

Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Teehee I love your stories they make me smile & that’s a tonic!!! 💙

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Hi Jill...This is so beautiful...I believe it could very well be your mother sending you signs that she is with you as your angel on your shoulder....I found this so sentimentally lovely.  I am close to my  mother, and I think she and I will feel a connection after she is gone....and I carry her love with me now, whenever I think of her...I feel it.  Great write. I had to pin it to hold it close.  xo ;) 

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Jill Tait

Cherie Thank You so much for your lovely words I really appreciate them luv ❤️

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