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Sep 18
Oh, sometimes, death makes us reflect back.
Sometimes, good memories make us reflect back.

So, reflect back with joy.
If you mother/dad did the best they could with less.
Raised you well with respect.
Taught you right from wrong, even if you get caught up.

Just reflect back.

Reflect back of the love you were shown.
Even how to share it out on your own.
Even, when you an adult and they stated you're not that grown to not be placed on that knee.

Yes, laugh with humor and glee.
And the things parents says when you were a kid.
Even, about the odd ball things you did.

Reflect back, yes reflect back, and yes there will be a few times when you have various regrets.

But reflect back with love after all that's all we truly own.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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   guy scutellaro
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