06 Monday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
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blessing, daddy, family, grief, home, in my bones, love, memories, reminders, seasons, spirit, time
it’s been awhile
these days between
the first kiss
and the last –
years have rolled
as thunder
through my bones
reminders of the summers
we laughed
until we cried
knee deep in the river
that was life
. . .
in loving rememory –
Robert Brady
9/11/32 – 4/6/2016
love is the best of all we carry
❤
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❤ yes, one of my best.………..my daddy, four years yesterday. It's a blessing and a curse that time can pass so swiftly. Thank you Peter.
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