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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required So many moments reflecting. Refracting so many experiences. The lenses of time’s, evolutionary passing have become moments of history pressing, pressing upon one’s memories hoard within which all has been stored. There has become this void !!! Reminiscing may help to avoid. These memories, lucid, will remain until more adventures come again to enliven one to never ever refrain from moments gone, bringing pain. There has become this void !!! Reminiscing may help to avoid. Memories will enlighten, until I depart this plane. A journey towards a new start. Touching the moments You, created for me, brought your essence, your soul for me to see. There has become this void !!! Reminiscing may help to avoid. Thirty five days, three hundred hours spent on so many of my days, it towers above a thousand 3 and ½ by five prints that illustrates the stories, fabulous hints. There has become this void !!! Reminiscing may help to avoid. Looking into the many adventures, the reminiscence of my Beautiful, Daughters, Love, Family presence that helped make up so many of my nights and days. For this journey, these adventures to live again, one prays There has become this void !!! Reminiscing may help to avoid. The last image these tired, old, brown eyes got to see was my Daughter Gail, hand in the air waving goodbye to me as I entered the metal body of this giant silver bird echoing in my ears the voice and every word I heard. There has become this void !!! Reminiscing may help to avoid. The curtain, soon will be coming down upon this play so that I may then begin to experience a normal day were thoughts of my Beautiful Daughters, Love is not fused with all the work I will soon rise above. B. J. “ A ” 2 July 15th 2017
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