DATE
2025-11-11
My staggering thoughts struggled to steady, with heart so much in ideal of never ready
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My staggering thoughts struggled to steady, with heart so much in ideal of never ready
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Thinking we were the first
Only to find the feathers of our kindRead More →
All I know is she’s forgotten the names momma gave
She gives me that look when I call her, Hannah
She insists she wants sweet names,
Some honey I have to daily add to her, yes HoneyRead More →
I watched from the highest heights in the white
Right to the deepest deep she was in the blue
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Now the epitaph is prepared
Yet the legacy is just born
His impact will be living on
The memory will not forget
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