I have your handkerchief
I keep it here
And sometimes when I cry
I remember how
You were the only one to comfort me
After I gave the eulogy
And a flood fell
Within the swell
My heart and soul was held
By the youngest of the line
It was so kind
And as time goes by
I have this piece of cloth
To always remind me
Of that bittersweet
And oh so special time
And of the grief we shared
And you are never far from mind
Knowing how she died
Just two days after
The anniversary
Of your arrival
Here on earth
Circles
Within circles
All returning
While I bear witness
To the heart’s deep loss
And yearning
This tugs at the heart, Deb.
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It was such a raw deep memory Marc thank you 💖 it meant all the more as hugs are rare in my family of origin
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Awww, well peace and love to you. 🙂
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And you ☺
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