“Was that really you?”💙

“Was that you whispering words when I heard those whistles in the wind?”
I was stretching my senses to listen thru the darkness that was dimmed
I could have sworn that it was the sound of your voice calling out my name
But betwixt the echoing of my raw emotions, was good old Mother nature playing a game?
So I sat down on a rugged boulder upon the rivers edge
When something touched my left shoulder, I almost stumbled off that ledge
Oh my giddiant could this really be you?
It felt like a prod with a walking stick just like you used to do
Maybes It was just my imagination because I was feeling sad
Yet I chose to really believe that I was getting messages from my Dad…
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Beautiful poem Jill.
A truly shining star is you.
Awww Thank you so much my poetic friend ❤️💕❤️
❤️ I can so relate lovely, I often feel visited :) Beautiful words xx
Awww Thanking you my lil shining ⭐️❤️💕❤️
Wonderful poem
for a wonderful lovely
lady good night Jill
peace and love to you
❤️🌹😃
Aww Thanking you millions & Sweet dreams with a good night Greg 🌹💕🌹