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TAP ON THE SHOULDER

TAP ON THE SHOULDER

Sometimes someone will look as if there's someone there...

Have you ever seen it yet?

​​​​​​Have you heard someone say they felt something turn them around?

Not yet?

​​​​​​When you see it happen...

Do you take a step forward or do you take a step back?

Do you ever wonder what really happened to that person when you never see them again?

Maybe, you heard something across the Grapevine?

Laugh everyday...

You don't know when or how your Story will end...

Or do you?

sparrowsong

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Shirley Harrison

Somewhat spooky and yes, I heard my mother call my name. I was in a different country and that same time zone she died. I've had numerous experiences and sometimes like when I write of my Angel I use my true experience. This is beautiful sis. 🌹

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

​​​​​​You never have to question if you were in your heart...

She's stuck to you like glue...

​​​​​Thank you for your sweet comment and support Sis...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

This is what happens when your hand and brain are going at different speeds?

You never have to question if you were in her heart...

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