Even More Things Remembered
I remember when
I took that white dove out ..
It was around
the same time, as I found
your perfume
on the lapel and the sleeve
of my favourite
old hacking jacket, the one
that you sewed
all those pretty patches on ..
I also recall when
and where it was exactly
I discovered
the fern fine golden strand
of your then,
bleached blonde hair folded
neatly and tucked
away nicely for safe keeping
down the side
of our distressed leather sofa ..
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: May 9th, 2026 06:42
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Beautiful Neville simply beautiful and that is all I can say. A fave
I'm so bloomin glad I posted this little scribble my friend, I've got so much going on this weekend I almost missed my own deadline .. Thank you so much .. Neville
Beautifully written, you made me think of my mom.🌹
What a lovely thing to say .. I am made up .. Thank you .. Neville
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