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My Trail Of Tears

My Trail Of Tears

Since the Monday night you went to Heaven, it's been almost two full years;

But every week at about that time, I walk my "Trail of Tears"!

We have moved away from that saddened house, to another neighborhood;

But on Monday nights I return to it, and visit places you once stood!

I walk the paths we used to share, I pass by all your spots;

The ones where you always sniffed the most, the ones you loved a lot!

The first I come to are the bushes three, that are planted under stone;

Then I pass your two old buddies house, which you never left alone!

Then there comes the traffic isle, where you loved to jump onto;

And I always worried there was a spider there, who was going to bite on you!

Then up that street it's Edgar's home, your darling old good friend;

You always left your calling card, so he knew time there you'd been!

Of course, there's Scruffy, Chloe and Lexi's homes, where you always made pee-pee;

But then I arrive at the saddest spot, the house where you lived with me!

As I touch the grass and softly weep, I've traversed my"Trail of Tears";

The one we shared in joyous times, the "greatest" of all my years!

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Georgina Richardson

Hi my Larry,

This is a beautiful way of telling the story of your visits to your old house where Nico, you and Linda lived. I still can`t bring myself to visit Andrew`s old street, it`s just too painful. Well done sweetie for a lovely piece.

I love you both, kisses for Cody

Love G xx

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Larry Ran

Hi Dear G,

I wish I could be there holding your hand as we walked in the paths of your dear blessed Andrews old street.Ā  When I walk this trail every week, it is a juxtaposition of pain and joy.Ā  For to set foot on the same paths, brings back joyous memories, yet, they are interspersed with extreme pain.Ā  Sometimes, I will smile, other times I will cry.Ā  Yet, I still can feel his presence there which supersedes any sadness I might have.Ā  We are so good for one another because few can understand our pain.

We love you,

Linda, Larry and Little Cody

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Rose Sho

Awww!!...Sweet Larry...I can imagine how you must have felt visiting those places and bringing back memories of Dear Nico.....I feel your pain......be consoled

Lots of love..Rose

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Larry Ran

Hi Sweet Rose,

I felt, and I feel, for I visit them every Monday night, to commemorate the exact time that I lost my precious soulmate Nico. Ā IĀ will continue to do this as long as my body allows. Ā It is a "Trail of Tears" that takes me to both ends of life's spectrum "joy and tears". Ā Thank you for your kind words.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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