Tag Archives: Father

Beyond the Grave

You didn’t know I would pull you from the grave and hold you so close, but neither did I… and now here you are your blood in my veins a face in the mirror that is not me, but us— … Continue reading

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In Memory of . . .

A young father… so gone. A young mother… so unyielding in her withholding. A young child… so bewildered so lonely so lost. Then in time and more time… She found her loves at his feet she saw her father on … Continue reading

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