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Through the Winter Panes

I will remember you in the brightest sunshine! And even better in the misty rain. Or in the sounds of crunchy, Chicago snows. Beneath our running lovers' feet! I will remember you each bright time I smell popcorn, so warm and buttery. Oh, how you relished that treat! Snuggling next to our first Christmas tree. But, God took you home to His eternity. Indeed, a better place! Now, please hold that glistening door open? So I will once again behold your sweet face! September 4, 2019

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Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 9/5/2019 3:19:00 PM

Such a picture so clear and crystal Panagiota, filled with sadness but with hope too. Such well what can one say!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 9/5/2019 4:48:00 PM

I thank you Gordon, my friend. No phenomenal imagery about waves crashing against rocks, just words I would say to another friend. I remember those days with immense fondness and gratitude. Thank you for what you saw in it. Love, Panagiota

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/4/2019 7:10:00 PM

Somehow, I think he can hear your words, and he will, indeed, hold the door open for you. Here's hoping ! :) gw

Panagiota Romios
Date: 9/4/2019 7:17:00 PM

Awww..I like that. I know he is proud of me. We lived on Carmen Avenue then. In a teeny apartment. I loved it. Near Foster and Mikwaukee. Nice! Panagiota

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/4/2019 8:29:00 AM

Sweet write! Crunchy snow, warm and buttery popcorn, hold that glistening door open. You’ve written a beauty here, most humble and glorious poet!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 9/4/2019 8:36:00 AM

Hi Bright Star of The Soup! So pleased you liked this write. I can still smell the popcorn and the winkling tree. Yes,mam sure he has the door open! Thank you for reading and commenting. A double bonus!! Panagiota