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Today, Every Day
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Today, Every Day |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Today, Every Day i thought of you today, every day you should be blowing out cake candles opening presents and maybe cradling your child memories of you whip through my mind i see you in still so clearly so tall then, but now i know you were small your arms filled with fire wood loaded to the chin by me ~ i was a good loader, huh ~ your body bent back a bit as you staggered home and i tightly closed my fist around tiny branches ~ fire starter ~ marching beside you, talking ~ always talking ~ you said i did good and i believed you until i got busted one day for not doing my share i see my first day of school, hair in braids, running off the bus and then stopping, panicked! i had forgotten my new lunch pail and note book! ~ i was lost ~ there you were, holding them out to me taking me to find my new class room i see you again teaching me how to saddle my horse, drive your car, get my skis to climb back up the hill, teaching me to smoke, to drink, to spit, and cuss. ~ i have excelled at the cussing ~ i miss you today and every day. i love you today and every day. aziza |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I do love trips down memory lane  |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon |
*huggles tight* wonderful memories, sweets. sounds like he was a helluva guy, your brother. love you ~*Sheli*~ By words the mind is winged |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Thank you for meeting a man who was a very precious part of my life. He died too young, but lives forever in my tales and writings about him. aziza |
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