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A memory is just a memory,It can beSeen, not heldFelt, not touchedTold, not explainedTreasured, not experienced again
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What a touching verse! So true!! Once again I have been grappling with the worries of A leaving for college and my mind keeps drifting back to memories of all my kids growing up and this "need" to hang on to them that way instead of moving on... This poem did a bit to set me straight. Thanks, LorixoxoJane
How timely. You picked the perfect word to use and I love the verse. Thanks Lori.
I am so glad this resonated with both of you. I must give credit to Jen at Muddy Boot Dreams because she started her Wednesday Words today with a forget me not poem in honour of her MIL with Alzheimers. I just thought I would carry on with her theme. Now at her site the amazing photographs turned note cards are all her own creations.
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