some hard days,
i go back to where
we gathered
that gray day
that he finally laid down
and got some real rest
some hard days…
some hard days,
i go back to where
we gathered
that gray day
that he finally laid down
and got some real rest
Your poem brought back thoughts of my gray day as well…blessings to you and yours. I’m still not over it. Won’t ever be I think
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Blessings to you, as well.
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