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Remember the Day

Remember the day mom, when I was born it was in a Canadian snow storm Remember the day you held me to your heart and whispered that you loved me Remember the day I walked for the very first time and you said I was a smart girl Remember the day we buried my sister, mom and you held me to your heart Remember the day I got my first kitten named Snowball she had come in a Christmas stocking Remember the day we buried her in the garden and you held me to your heart Remember the day I read you my first poems and you smiled with so much pride Remember the day dad died suddenly and we cried and you held me to your heart Remember the day you got sick, so sick, mom and I held you to my heart Remember the day _______________________ January 26, 2020 Poetry/Bio/Remember The Day Copyright Protected, ID 20-1219-715-03 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for FTI Blog Series - Rites Brian Strand Podium Place One

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Date: 1/27/2020 9:00:00 AM
awww, how sadly beautiful. Great poem sweet Dear Heart. x:-)
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Constance La France
Date: 1/28/2020 10:22:00 AM
Lu, thanks for visiting, yes, sadness can be beautiful, we both understand that _Constance
Date: 1/26/2020 11:28:00 PM
So perfectly put together and written with such emotion that your poem brought me to tears...
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Constance La France
Date: 1/26/2020 11:52:00 PM
JR,thanks for the comment and compassion and it brought me to tears too, after I wrote it I fell apart -Constance
Date: 1/26/2020 1:45:00 PM
I love the repeating refrain - just seems to pull everything together and sets up the last twist in the last line. Really nice!
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Constance La France
Date: 1/26/2020 3:57:00 PM
Sam, thank you for visiting my poetry and for the nice compliment _Constance

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