Daddy’s Girl?

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Let’s see, where should begin? For a couple of weeks, I haven’t been feeling the greatest. Hence, my most recent post and it’s morbid tone. Although, if I hadn’t posted what I did and the way I did, I wouldn’t be typing this to you all right now. I say this, because of the overwhelming support I received from it. I’ve got some pretty cool friends out there in the bloggerverse. They really came to my side, almost instantaneously let me add. I’m a very lucky guy.

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Journal Entry # 144 – Someday, It’ll be Too Late

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If suddenly you forget me, do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. – Pablo Neruda

Journal Entry # 143 – Another Trip Around the Sun!

AshIn youth, we learn. In age, we understand. – Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach

Journal Entry # 142 – Hey look…it’s Poppy!!!

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Happiness is a warm puppy – Charle Shultz

Salty Secret

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Where were the tears that day?
Our loss must have voided my heart.
Each time I taunted with emotion,
my soul would squeeze even tighter.
Then, past a wet wind’s gale.
I saw your empty face.
It was the key that finally broke me.
So…I ran to the salty sea.
Broke free from this ransom.

Until my sorrows let.
Forever with the ocean my secret.

 

Journal Entry # 141 – We Must Believe!

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Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever cost, must be attained.  – Marie Curie

Grave Turn

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I’ll stand that day,
at the foot of your grave.
Just past the last of those who cared.
My presence will be for a moment,
give a second for each stolen year.
A prayer, I will bring only one.
Cold eulogy from a son.
Not because I have lost you.
No…because I have forgotten you.

Wilting Love

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I held the prettiest flower this morning.
It reminded me of you.
Sadly, it too had been plucked from its roots.

Harboured Feelings

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I had you for a while,
then…I lost you to the sea.
Alone in these narrows,
until the day you return to me.

 

Journal Entry # 135 – Never Give Up!

Never give up on something you can’t go a day without thinking about. – Winston Churchill