I appreciate the human truth expressed here about how regrets might become giftwrapped guilts. And, given the form, this truth is given succinctly–and with a punch from you.
My dear friend. A poem for you this morning. I do love your name and your work.
” We have said our goodbye in three different worlds.
Each time, the love turned blacker and blacker.
I asked you. When did we die? When did our hearts become frozen?
I remember you kissed me and you whispered.
Dear Johnnie. We never befriended love. We just stole from her.”
A present that we should reject.
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Another wonderful micro poem Grace 💕
Love it 👏👏
Thanks so much, Maggie.💕
My pleasure always Grace 💕
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I appreciate the human truth expressed here about how regrets might become giftwrapped guilts. And, given the form, this truth is given succinctly–and with a punch from you.
Glad you enjoyed , my friend . Thank you 💕
to echo Sadje G’s words… one to reject for sure.
so very nicely expressed, Grace 🤍
Absolutely , Destiny. Thanks so much.💕
my pleasure 🤍
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Well said Grace. Last well is profound and very well phrased each word has its own meaning in that last line…Brilliant
Glad you liked it, my friend . Thanks a bunch .💕
You are very welcome Grace. Cheers.
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Oh the sorrow of grief and remorse…guilts gift wrap regrets. Nice poem Grace. 🥰🙏🏽😊
Glad you enjoyed, my friend. Thanks so much.💕
You are so very welcome Grace. My pleasure! 🥰💖😊
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wonderful poem.. Love this Grace❣️
Thanks so much, Cindy.💕
Good spot Grace.
Well penned
Have a nice day
Thank you much, Marie. Have a wonderful one, too.💕
Powerful message, Grace 💞💞💞 That last line….wow!
Thanks so much, Dawn 💕
Last line is superb! Well penned, Grace 👍💖
Thanks so much, KK 💕
It’s my pleasure 💖
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This one is AWESOME. Well done!
Thank you so much 💕
A pleasure to read you, always.
Blessings, friend Grace.
Thanks so much, dear Lincoln.💕
This gave me mysterious vibes. Great one!
Glad you enjoyed. Thanks so much. 💕
You’re more than welcome 💖
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My dear friend. A poem for you this morning. I do love your name and your work.
” We have said our goodbye in three different worlds.
Each time, the love turned blacker and blacker.
I asked you. When did we die? When did our hearts become frozen?
I remember you kissed me and you whispered.
Dear Johnnie. We never befriended love. We just stole from her.”
Do sweet of you, my friend. Thank you so much for sharing this amazing poem with me. Truly appreciated. Love your work as well. Have a wonderful day.💕
So we’ll said
Thanks so much 💕