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Puzzles In Pink

Puzzles in Pink

Yesterday is just a dream. 
I took you everywhere, 
but you... do not remember. 

My little one, 
you cried and cried. 

We went to the park, 
to feed the ducks. 
We went to the ocean, 
to swim in the sea. 
We went to the fair, 
to dance high in the air...
above the crowds and laugh. 

We climbed into pits, 
full of balls and toys. 
Drawn funny pictures, 
without smiles, 
colors and numbers, 
and medical files.  

I held your hand. 
You stared off into space, 
a place, I could never go. 

I tried again in the morning, 
an again in the night. 
I could not give up the fight. 
I wanted the Light in your eyes, 
to shine. 

Now you walk on by, 
you even say "hi". 
You talk and sing, 
and do everything. 
You are the glory of my heart, 
God listened to me. 
He heard my soul, 
and let me see, 
you fly...
free.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Krutsinger Avatar
January 9, 2020 at 7:56 AM
An enthusiastic - more please!
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January 9, 2020 at 10:21 AM
You always make me smile.. friend... Ann
Laurie Avatar
January 8, 2020 at 5:05 PM
G'day Ann … kids grow up so fast but even in teenage bravado they really don't forget the love they received in the past - thanks Ann - Lindsay
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January 9, 2020 at 10:22 AM
It is hard to say, as my kids have autism...severe...and thought processes are different. But emotions... are the same, or at least most of the time. Ty friend. Kind words... ty... You are a great poetess... Ann
Marcum Wong Avatar
January 8, 2020 at 4:49 PM
Oh my this is an emotional piece Ann. Your ending had me in tears. This is so beautiful. I feel the same way about my Grandkids. They are everything to me and a blessing in my life. This is a FAVE for me Ann! New year blessings, Connie xxoo
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January 8, 2020 at 4:56 PM
Dear friend, it is a hard lesson I have learned, they are not ours but His. But our hearts...you know... we sure love our kids... Hugs and have the very nicest day and Happy Decade indeed. Ann
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