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Sep 2015
I once blushed golden on a blue watered beach
As the minister held out rings for us to share
Each had it's own meaning for the other
Each heart's deep love laid bare
Those same eternal circles now rest quiet
On ceramic lily pad made especially to hold
Vivid memories of your hand in mine
Happy Anniversary my love, in whispers softly told
September 22, 2010 I married the love of my life. He now is scattered amongst the stars. Each twinkle reminds me of the smile in his eyes and the brightness of his soul. I miss you, Jeremiah.
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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