Fickle
Flies through windows
Light as air travelling
Leaving traces of deception
Sickle
Cuts down
The weeds that have grown in its wake
Sing now a funeral song
Gone for ever
You fake
Fickle
Flies through windows
Light as air travelling
Leaving traces of deception
Sickle
Cuts down
The weeds that have grown in its wake
Sing now a funeral song
Gone for ever
You fake
Lovely
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Hi, Lorraine! I hope you’re having a fantastic week! Love this poem! As an FYI, I’ve nominated you for the Sunshine Blogger Award. The guidelines are in my latest post. All the best. – B
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Hello Lorraine I have Nominated you for the : Blogger Recognition Award”. You can read all about it on my blog. Congratulations !!
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Your post is a sad one as one loses someone. Great story and well written Lorraine !!
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This is really good. ☺💛
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Thankyou so much. Smile
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You’re very welcome ☺
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Thankyou Shantanu
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Hi James. Many thanks and Congratukatiins to you. I can’t manage Nominations, but you are so kind to think of me and my blog. Goid luck to you in yoyr own No instion
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Thanks so much James
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My pleasure
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You are welcome Lorriane. Writing words about loss are easier than expressing them in person.
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Hi Lorraine Thank you for the Congratulations on my Nomination. Your blog is wonderful and you create such kind works for our eyes to swallow up. You are a good friend Lorraine !!
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And you are a good friend too James. I am so glad to have met you. I wish I knew exactly where my grandfather was logging. It see ed to have done him well in the end,
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Brian, I am so sorry. I never replied to you. Thankyou so much for this. However,with being blind, I cannot manage to dealwith nominations. But you are so kind to think if my Blig. Goid luck with yours.
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