Thank you so much. I wrote this piece for my Father who passed away years ago. We were very close although he never came back to visit me like my Grandmother did. So the piece came about to fill the void. However in the piece I'm a child. Peace to you. ACT.
Well now...this is very intriguing. I've often wondered if our loved ones linger, or if it's just memories of them we're clinging to....This piece is fabulous, and very believable! You've done a wonderful job portraying that lingering faith. I'm not sure what I would do if I lost my father...I'm sure I would find someway to keep him close - always. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece. I like how you ended it too!
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Simply lovely, ACT ---- I believe our deceased parents live in our hearts -- and we keep them alive --)
In our family - we are all writing parts about people who once lived so that when the "gene pool" comes down we don't just see names of a long ago relative -- but a piece of them and who and what they were all about --)
Thanks for sharing ----