Poem - 13 November 2019, 06:30

Many hands

Nardine Sanderson

Many hands my gather grief and hold it firm to heart, love it is the strongest feeling, letting go the hardest part

Moving forward seems so wrong, but strength it gives to those in need

And in due time, heals all wounds the captive grief is freed

Love lives on inside our hearts, protected by the soul and light

Because we love and loved so dearly, it is our hardest fight.

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Freestyle

Topic:

Love

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A Lonely Journey13 November 2019, 08:41

Deano!
Very beautiful, and heartfelt write. Loved it.
Love is so painful, yet so rewarding. I guess we have to make up our minds if it's worthwhile to pursue in our lives, if it's worth the pain and heartbreak.
Where have you been??!! We miss you.
Good to see you.

Matthew.

Nardine Sanderson13 November 2019, 18:50

Hey sweetie, been going through a lot of stuff, but getting better, also working on a playwright, looking after my family, hope you are doing well
?❤️
Have missed being here with you all, hopefully while I'm healing I can spend some time reading all the poems I've missed much love to you
Deano ?

A Lonely Journey14 November 2019, 07:20

Thanks Dee,
You're so nice. I hope you get through things quickly, and safely. You're a good egg. We missed you, too.
Hugs,
Matthew.