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Shooting star

Shooting star

My momma told me when I was young, look in to the sky my lovely son... and when you see a star go from here to there, just make a wish and I'll be there... I held her hand as she closed her eyes, then Jesus came and claimed his prize... and every night from that day on, I stared into the sky wishing for my mom...

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David King

Thank you so much I truly appreciate your kind words and time to read my poem you're so kind

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Victoria Russell

I do my best to take time to read people's work & appreciate them. You are a fantastic writer & I look forward to reading your pieces. 😊

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David King

You saying that I'm a fantastic writer truly touches my heart I've never been good at very many things kind of been the black sheep of my family my whole life so kind words or something that I'm really not used to but I am so appreciative of them and your comments thank you so much

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lodigiana

Hi David, what a super piece of work this is..!Despite its brevity  it encompasses a substantial depth of emotion that you have really captured and centred around that wonderful, inexplicable love that we get and feel towards our parents....I still look at the stars and see my loved ones...and they look back... I'm sure x
Lodigiana

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David King

Thank you so much I truly appreciate your kind words

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