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The Nineteenth Hole

The Nineteenth Hole

In golf there is a venue, that they call the nineteenth hole;

It’s where people visit having played eighteen and their shots to all extol!

It’s a place of joyous happiness, to drink and giddy be;

But the nineteenth hole for me today, represents another misery!

For today the date is September sixteenth, exactly nineteen months since you passed;

And with each, a new hole in my heart appears, that forever there will last!

I fear that date on every new moon, for I know what lies ahead;

The remembrance of your final day, and all the prayers that there were said!

My soul now lays open, wounded bare, for its other half is gone;

And my heart is once more punctured today, as each thirty days move on!

Someday maybe, the nineteenth hole, will be a place of joy;

But this day it will still hurt me, for I have lost my little boy!

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Rose Sho

Hi Larry, someday the nineteenth hole would indeed be a place of joy. I know our Dear Nico is happy whereever he is.

Lots of love...Rose

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Larry Ran

Hi Sweet Rose,

Thank you so much for your kind words.Β  Nico is our very special little soulmate.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Georgina Richardson

A lovely piece although it breaks my heart because I know how it feels to lose our boys. I`m thinking of you sweetie so give each other a hug for me.

I love you all

G xx

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Larry Ran

Hi Dear G,

I do worry every time I write one of these works about my broken heart, that it will affect you too.Β  Yet, we are each others life preserver, and we must write what is in our heart.Β 

All our love,

Linda and Larry

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Georgina Richardson

Don`t worry my darling `you` aren`t upsetting me, it`s just that I feel so totally bloody useless to you because I can`t be there to hold you in my arms when you are suffering so much. I would give anything to be there with you through this awful pain. I know how much you are hurting because I feel the same way every day too, I miss Andrew so much. We are both in the same boat and as you say we are each other`s life belts. So all I can say is hang in there sweetie because I`ll be with you every step of this journey and I will never leave either of you on your own.

I love you deeply

G xx

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Larry Ran

Hi Dear G,

We will all always get through the trying times, floating on our "life preservers of love".

All our love,

L & L

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Larry Ran

Hi poetessdarkly,

Not only did Nico sneak into my heart, but he permeated my soul.Β  Thank you so much for your kind comment.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Deborah Evans

Hi Β Larry lovely write i feel the painΒ 
of the loss of Β little Nico in every wordΒ 
love n hugs Debs xoxΒ 

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Larry Ran

Hi Dear Debs,

Thank you Debs, for your insight and understanding of the pain and loss I feel every day for Nico.Β  I know you too, have suffered similar heartache with the loss of you dear Mam.Β  We will always help each other through our down times.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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