Stand with your back to the wind, braced if possible- she’s gone, really gone.
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This is how I felt when my mom passed my mother kept me warm and secure. When all H⭐️⭐️⭐️ Breaking loose( the wind) She was my everything. Now my Aunt and my cousins are my everything. I miss my moma though a whole lot. Every single bit about her fussing and all Thank you for this poem
🌼Ennea Ennea 🌼
Such a sad and lonely photo, Richard. It’s so hard when we lose someone close to us. I hope the weekend brings you peace rather than heartache. Comforting {{hugs}} for you, my friend 💙💜💙
This is how I felt when my mom passed my mother kept me warm and secure. When all H⭐️⭐️⭐️ Breaking loose( the wind) She was my everything. Now my Aunt and my cousins are my everything. I miss my moma though a whole lot. Every single bit about her fussing and all Thank you for this poem
🌼Ennea Ennea 🌼
Thanks for sharing.
Mejor de espaldas al viento cuando alguien que amamos se va.
Such a sad and lonely photo, Richard. It’s so hard when we lose someone close to us. I hope the weekend brings you peace rather than heartache. Comforting {{hugs}} for you, my friend 💙💜💙
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I like the economy of this, the restraint: it’s a scene that can be easily overplayed —
Thanks John!
Beautiful work, so graceful and fluid.
Thank you!
But the quiet may come again when the wind sighs its last cry. So stand firm and allow the wind to growl.
Standing firm!
So few words to capture the sense of loss so vividly.
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