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A life ninety one years long.
All of the joy and the tragedy.
The smiles and the tears.
The girls and the boys.
The births and the deaths.
A tree of life, sprawling branches, delicate tendrils interwoven connected within the greater forest of life.
A hand held cold, breathing shallow, a mind slowly receding from conscious reality. All that life contemplated in just a blink of an eye.
Yet that final; "I love you" will stay with me till the day I die.
Rest In Peace Mum.
Bellissima poesia...un grande abbraccio ❤❤
Grazie
Cg
Whoa, that's deeps.
Thank you.
Cg