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POPPY SEEDS

The beautiful man
The heart she held dear
Gone off to war
So far now, not near

And as dark bled it's tears
At the absence beside her
Kind dawn raised its lips
To kiss away fears

For glowing inside her
In flickering glory
Hopes breath ignited
Kept safe the love story

And as the cold pane reflected
The ghost of one only
She lifted her face
And whispered so slowly

Bring him home.

Marion Price (2019)

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Jill Tait

Awwww Marion you ooze emotion today luv Well done ???

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Marion

Lol...IV just done 13 nightshifts in 2 and half weeks....IV cried 5 times today...sleep deprivation lol...thanks love ?

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Jill Tait

Awwww hunnybun ? u deserve a bloody great big gold medal & loads of tlc cuddles ❤️❤️❤️

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Marion

Ha...I'm gonna settle for my bed?

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Jill Tait

Well sweet dreams luv n night night ??

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A Lonely Journey

Wonderfully done, Marion. 
You write with such emotion, it's quite moving. 
Again, you are really talented. 
Thank you, 
Matthew. 

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Marion

As explained to Jill...it's sleep deprivation Mathew, I get very emotional... like a bloody dripping tap...good night's sleep will sort it out lol, thanks Mathew ?

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Marion

As explained to Jill...it's sleep deprivation Mathew, I get very emotional...like a bloody dripping tap...good night's sleep will sort it out...lol...thanks Mathew?...think IV posted twice...

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A Lonely Journey

Yes, you have Marion, must be that sleep deprivation, but it's doubly nice hearing from you twice! Shall we try for thrice? 
Get some rest, young lady! 
Thanks! 

Matthew. 

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Marion

I did thrice...it's like verbal diahhrea tonight ??

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A Lonely Journey

LOL. 
You need some Verbal Pepto Bismol, young lady. lol. 

M. 

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