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A poem and tribute to my Nana Lilly Murdoch Sokimi. After nearly six years, we’ve fulfilled her wish, laying her ashes to rest on her island home, a place I knew only through her stories but have now walked myself #kuria #kiribati 💕 For you my beloved Nana you are cherished ❤️🌴 I miss you so much, but my heart knows you’re at peace and no longer at fuss You’re laid to rest on Kuria, the island you love. Home with your beloved ones, safe in the stars above. I miss you nana but I know you’re home I sit on the beach, the sand warms beneath me. Your tales of old times dance in the waves of the sea I miss you nana but I know you’re home I wish you were here, right by my side, But I feel you watching, with love as my guide. I miss you nana but I know you’re home Riding on the back of a motorbike, wind in my face, I see you in the land, in every sacred place. I miss you nana but I know you’re home The coconut trees sway gently, I’ll never forget whispering your tales you told me as a child oh how I fret. I miss you nana but I know you’re home I walk on the beach where the sand holds your steps and I hear your laughter, your glories in depths. I miss you Nana but I know you are here Kuria, your home, your land holds you now, in its warm, endless way. In the heart of this island, where families join you by your side and love will never fade away . You are home, my dearest Nana, you are home, my heart aches to say, forever here and my heart you will always stay. From Fiji to Kuria we have reached the shores, May you Rest in eternal peace my dearest Nana on this sacred island of yours.

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Jun 29, 2025

Jun 29, 2025 at 10:41 PM UTC

You’re home

A poem and tribute to my Nana Lilly Murdoch Sokimi. After nearly six years, we’ve fulfilled her wish, laying her ashes to rest on her island home, a place I knew only through her stories but have now walked myself #kuria #kiribati 💕 For you my beloved Nana you are cherished ❤️🌴 I miss you so much, but my heart knows you’re at peace and no longer at fuss You’re laid to rest on Kuria, the island you love. Home with your beloved ones, safe in the stars above. I miss you nana but I know you’re home I sit on the beach, the sand warms beneath me. Your tales of old times dance in the waves of the sea I miss you nana but I know you’re home I wish you were here, right by my side, But I feel you watching, with love as my guide. I miss you nana but I know you’re home Riding on the back of a motorbike, wind in my face, I see you in the land, in every sacred place. I miss you nana but I know you’re home The coconut trees sway gently, I’ll never forget whispering your tales you told me as a child oh how I fret. I miss you nana but I know you’re home I walk on the beach where the sand holds your steps and I hear your laughter, your glories in depths. I miss you Nana but I know you are here Kuria, your home, your land holds you now, in its warm, endless way. In the heart of this island, where families join you by your side and love will never fade away . You are home, my dearest Nana, you are home, my heart aches to say, forever here and my heart you will always stay. From Fiji to Kuria we have reached the shores, May you Rest in eternal peace my dearest Nana on this sacred island of yours.

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Sometimes the real strength lies in stepping away, Letting others wander, to find their own way. Caring isn't always a hand to hold tight, But the quiet surrender, the fading from sight. To let them stumble, to watch them fall, Is not weakness it’s love, after all. Witness without judgment, without a word, A silent support that can’t always be heard. It’s hard to let go when the urge is to fix, But sometimes the lesson is learned through the mix. In the stillness, we trust, and we see, That love often lives in letting them be.

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Nov 20, 2024

Nov 20, 2024 at 5:57 PM UTC

Let it be Let it be

Sometimes the real strength lies in stepping away, Letting others wander, to find their own way. Caring isn't always a hand to hold tight, But the quiet surrender, the fading from sight. To let them stumble, to watch them fall, Is not weakness it’s love, after all. Witness without judgment, without a word, A silent support that can’t always be heard. It’s hard to let go when the urge is to fix, But sometimes the lesson is learned through the mix. In the stillness, we trust, and we see, That love often lives in letting them be.

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Dear Nana, I miss you I miss waking up to your voice I miss making you tea I miss our late night desserts I miss your comfort and words I miss your love stories and hugs I miss your worries and calls I miss combing your hair I miss your warmth, love and care I miss you

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Jul 26, 2021

Jul 26, 2021 at 9:16 AM UTC

Always missing you

Dear Nana, I miss you I miss waking up to your voice I miss making you tea I miss our late night desserts I miss your comfort and words I miss your love stories and hugs I miss your worries and calls I miss combing your hair I miss your warmth, love and care I miss you

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Tell me more about the depths of the Ocean, than the surface of the moon

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Apr 25, 2021

Apr 25, 2021 at 12:39 AM UTC

Ocean Floor

Tell me more about the depths of the Ocean, than the surface of the moon

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Time pervaded with regrets is your biggest enemy We are all just but longing for mercy Looking for a way to escape the inescapable. Yet we stand here as if we are Unbreakable

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Feb 28, 2021

Feb 28, 2021 at 12:32 AM UTC

Regret

Time pervaded with regrets is your biggest enemy We are all just but longing for mercy Looking for a way to escape the inescapable. Yet we stand here as if we are Unbreakable

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Wrapped up in my natural surroundings around my home that has grown over the last 59 years. I remember my Nana this week, it's been a year since she’s left and I am still emotionally bereft. I feel her in her favourite place, her beautiful garden, now my saving grace. I am wrapped in her densely rich oasis filled with colorful flowers and fruit trees that her hands planted in their place. I miss you Nana but I know whichever field I walk through or wherever a greenhouse I plant, you will be not far from me.

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Oct 21, 2020

Oct 21, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC

Wrapped up in Nana's Garden

Wrapped up in my natural surroundings around my home that has grown over the last 59 years. I remember my Nana this week, it's been a year since she’s left and I am still emotionally bereft. I feel her in her favourite place, her beautiful garden, now my saving grace. I am wrapped in her densely rich oasis filled with colorful flowers and fruit trees that her hands planted in their place. I miss you Nana but I know whichever field I walk through or wherever a greenhouse I plant, you will be not far from me.

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I can’t breathe You kiss me good bye and I whisper I love you You hug me tight & I close my eyes Tears stroll down my face As I wake It aches me to know you aren’t there. I knew this day would come I didn’t want it to end Please don’t leave Farewell my lover & friend.

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Sep 9, 2019

Sep 9, 2019 at 10:12 AM UTC

Goodbyes

I can’t breathe You kiss me good bye and I whisper I love you You hug me tight & I close my eyes Tears stroll down my face As I wake It aches me to know you aren’t there. I knew this day would come I didn’t want it to end Please don’t leave Farewell my lover & friend.

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It hurts, thinking about you, Smelling your scent on your t-shirt, Knowing you aren’t around anymore, It hurts.

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Sep 9, 2019

Sep 9, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC

The Agony

It hurts, thinking about you, Smelling your scent on your t-shirt, Knowing you aren’t around anymore, It hurts.

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I thank God for another year of life, for keeping you here longer each day. I remember as a child I would pray my heart out to keep you safe forever, “God don’t take her away from me,” I’d say. You told me at age 50 you prayed the same “God keep me alive till she’s grown,” you’d say. 28 years later and he hasn’t let us down. It hasn’t been the easiest of years but God please forgive me of my sins. Not today she’d say, not today.

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Jan 7, 2019

Jan 7, 2019 at 4:38 AM UTC

A Poem for the Strongest Woman I know ❤️

I thank God for another year of life, for keeping you here longer each day. I remember as a child I would pray my heart out to keep you safe forever, “God don’t take her away from me,” I’d say. You told me at age 50 you prayed the same “God keep me alive till she’s grown,” you’d say. 28 years later and he hasn’t let us down. It hasn’t been the easiest of years but God please forgive me of my sins. Not today she’d say, not today.

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I dreamt of you lastnight It was one of those dreams you know? The ones you never want to wake up from

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Sep 26, 2018

Sep 26, 2018 at 8:51 PM UTC

I had a dream

I dreamt of you lastnight It was one of those dreams you know? The ones you never want to wake up from

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