Thursday, September 1, 2016

Whispers

It is strange how after fifty five years
your memories about someone
good and bad
 meld
into whispers
.
.
.
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this photo is the only thing that brings tears to my eyes
I can still feel the trusting comfort of pulling my legs up 

Posted by Seeking Serenity at 9:57 AM

1 comment:

dellgirl said...

I like the way you said that ... "memories meld into whispers". I too have had that feeling. But, could not express it as eloquently as you did here. What a beautiful heartwarming photo, just brings a smile to my face. Wishing you a nice week.
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September 4, 2016 at 10:23 PM

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