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MY CIRCLE OF LOVE

MY CIRCLE OF LOVE

What would we do without family,
present and past
They define who we are 
and even take us to task,
Our parents give us the start in life
with all their love and care 
In all our trials and tribulations
through our lives, they are there
Our brothers and sisters are family
and our first real friends
Playing together as children having fun
or squabbling it depends
Then we grow and go out in the world
and find our life`s beau`s
We have children ourselves and so 
our family expands and grows
But sadly we lose loved ones
and grieve for their loss
But we know we will meet again
our paths will once again cross
My family are the air i breathe
my reason for living
They are my circle of love in life
right from the beginning.. 

 

 

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Georgina Richardson

That`s a wonderful tribute to your family and you express your love and gratitude to them beautifully sweetie, it`s also complete with very sound advice for your readers, it keeps us all enthralled right to the end. I`m so very proud of you and your talent my darling, you are a superb poet. I love the way you have written this piece and you`ve shown so well how much you have thought about it. Well done for a beautifully well written and well thought through piece, I`m proud of you.

I love you dearly sweetie.

God bless and keep you safe.

G xx

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Deborah Evans

Hi G Thank you for such great comments on this one 
This one means a lot to me, i don`t know why but took me
hours to write 
I appreciate every word you write to me they are lovely
Love n hugs Debs xx
 

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Dan Templar

I felt a shiver with this writing. This is very lyrical with very good rhythm defiantly song material. Looking forward to reading more of your word smithing.

:) Dan.

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Deborah Evans

Hi Dan... I am glad you like this i will take your 
word that it has song material you being the song 
writer :-) Thanks so much for your comments  Debs 

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Bradford

Hey debs you are truly right in your poem. Our family really does determine to an extent of who we turn out to be . My grandpa was like a second dad to me ,he taught me how to fish ,work on cars ,gardening just to name a few if I did not have my family I would be utterly lost . Loved the poem .hugs to you rock 

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Deborah Evans

HI Rock Thanks for your comment on this 
I think this is true our grandparents parents teach us a lot
to steer us in the right direction in life, My Nan taught me 
to sew and cook,I`m glad you enjoyed
Hugs to Debs 
 
 

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Deborah Evans

Hi Cherie.. Family to me is the most important thing in my life
I have argued with my brother once or twice but ​​​​​​my Grandfather
always told us never to go to sleep on argument to be the bigger
person and make up we always did lol i miss my parents desperately
for just being there for their love and guidance,
i`m glad you enjoyed  Love and hugs Debs xox

 

 

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Larry Ran

Hi Debs,

Ones' circle of life, this circle of love that we travel, losing some, gaining others, progeny engendered.  Gravesites wept at.  Faded photographs, distant memories.  This circle of life, this circle of love.  Beautiful write.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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