Poem -

tHe lifE Of a suN

whEn the dAy stretcheD
aHead like tHe lifE Of a suN
TeN zillion zeroS tacked onto
the One
There were cheRRies for
breakfasT

And tOts in the sHoweR
CartOOns on the TV and sUn
on the floweRs

there werE giggLes and
wiggleS and new clOthes and
sHoes

There wAs happy in pinK and
not oNe thiNg in bluE

There wEre families anD
flapping and beAch baLLs
and packinG

and caRs overfilled with banK
hOliday thrillS

musiC and maYhem and
EveryThiNg riGHt and

mY tears wAke mE Up from
tHeSe
MemORieS
aT
NigHt

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Being Me

OMG!   I know the way that these memories come back to haunt you. My reason for this is, of course,is no where near as dreadful as your reason but those past "happy" memories do prevent my heart from truly mending. It's weird isnt it?  All those happy memories to think back on and when you do BAM heart breaks all over again. Bad memories (I have a few of those) dont do anything but the good memories, they sting. I guess it's some kind of paradox.  Hugs ⚘x

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Marion

Aw...please don't downplay your own sadness and grief love. I have discovered the depth of grief is not connected to the relationship but to the depth of the love Tina, and the hugeness of the loss within that person's life. Most of us feel deep grief at some point ...own it...you are entitled though I'm sorry that you have ever needed to know it. Thanks love ❤️

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Jill Tait

Read that again Oh you are so dam good lass ⭐️💕❤️💕

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Marion

Aw...and you are so kind Jill 💜♥️

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Gwendoline

Memories that were once such a perfect indulgence, suddenly torture us when we have lost so greatly. This was a heart wrenching read that leaves the reader feeling sad and bitter for you 

Hugs xx

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Marion

Yes...it is the truth of life and love and loss Gwen...memories are bittersweet 😔😘😘

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