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There Is No End To Us

She is there at your side,
a faded thought like the breath of a ghost.
Do you feel her?

That moment between all the others 
that lets you be just as you are, 
just as you are meant to be. 

Every petal, a whisper. 
Every tear, the warmth of memory. 
Let them speak to you, beloved.

This is forever.
Don't you see? 
🌿bh

Comments

suzyb said…
Love that "poem". I really feel my mother on so many days. Whispers from the wind, a butterfly or whatever. You know? Love this post and your work is awesome.
How many Blythe do you have? I have two and the make me smile everyday! Odd little girls that they are...
Thank you for a lovely start to my day
Sue
Victoria, BC
diane said…
The poem is nice, the photograph is perfection.
Bella Harris said…
suzyb you are the sweetest. Don't you just love Blythe!! I have several... uggghhh too darling.

Diane how are you?? Hope all is well in your world.
Anonymous said…
So beautiful, Sweet Bella. You are truly talented.

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