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Daughters the Past Now

Daughters With all the love I have for you both ! Mandy Lynn, Melanie Lee . Love Dad ! My Pretty, little, Sweet, Delicate Butterflies, spread your newborn wings, fly high, into the skies, far above moms threats, screams and hostility, to peaceful dreams in the lands of tranquility, where – in your young, impressionable minds eyes – you may not know the fear, coming from your nightly cries. To turn ?, - what to do – I know not - where, as all I seem to do, is sit back, worry and sigh. As I live in my little world of despair, where – for me –nothing for you two seems fair, as I look through sad brown eyes and cry. I hope you will never know, in depth, what it is to be sad, only to know what it is to be happy and to be glad are the dreams and desires of your old, tired, troubled dad who’s nightmares linger on into the light of day and are far too sad for my two little Ones, who’s lives I fear, will turn out bad. My heart constantly aches, weeps blood for you two, yet there seems little else, this is all I seem to do. As you get older, wiser and continue to grow, I hope you will understand and get to know that this is all your mother and I knew how to show - what nurturing and our nature did create -, and how we expressed and lived with our fate. I know that this may be of little comfort, these words I state, but I do hope ?, you know that it is the best we could love and I hope that you both will – like the Phoenix – rise above ! Love dad . Winter of 1988/1989 The past Fifteen years have gotten lost in the passage of time, but not the thoughts and feeling of long ago. For the words of then, are of lives – not so sublime – that became the lives we have – today - come to know. Lives that have made a reality, made of those words a truth and years and years of troubled, wasted youth that has brought into our lives, times lost, and great losses to us all - at a great cost ! B. J. “A” 2 November 20th 2003 Now What existed then – “ The Past ” – has come to an end. My girls – now- have come back to being a friend. They have, once again, become family, part of the whole. The greatest thing in this life, one could want to know !!! B. J. “A” 2 June 6th 2014

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Date: 6/10/2014 4:42:00 PM
heartfelt heartwarming write Bill - its wonderful to look back see how tough times were and know you have got through the other side, There is nothing more important than friends and especially families. Hus as ever Jan xxxxx
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Jan Allison
Date: 6/10/2014 6:05:00 PM
Hi Bill Atfield isn't a name i have heard before Bill. I wrote 10 poems yesterday sadly they are at work and i was not - my life is difficult at the moment for family reasons but I am in a happier state of mind tonight and have reverted back to my 'bubble' and feel calm now. hugs as ever Jan xxxx
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William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 6/10/2014 5:54:00 PM
Good afternoon Jan : So nice to see a comment from you, thank you Jan, and it is great to know that things in England / Isle of Man are alright . I see that you are still very prolific and “ Just An Old Fashioned Guy ” is on the mark, so some women have told me . Yes Jan, it is “ wonderful to look back see how tough times were and know you have got through the other side, ” and yes Jan, “ There is nothing more important than friends and especially families. ” it is great to see sisters slip back into a state of mind when they were their own best friends ( most of the time ) . I wonder if you ever run across any Atfield’s ? Family have been in and around England for some sixteen hundred years . Take good care !!! Huggs and Kisses B. J. “A” 2 ( Bill .)

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