I cry, I think of things and wonder why?
What I did, and what I could have done...
Mistakes I made
But I am not glum!
Reminders of the old and new
Of all the things he brought me through
Little moments etched on my mind
Bring tears of joy
The very best kind.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Such deep and profound gratitude! 🙏🏻👍🏻🕊
BRAVO
Tears of joy, definitely the best kind. A lovely poem of thanks.
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