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Hands of Love Hands of Understanding Hands of Compassion Ears that hear Eyes that understand A heart of wisdom & knowing Unwavering & supporting Without blame Without shame. Never a criticism given You heard me. You held me. You helped me Move through Grief Toward a measure of Serenity. My dear love How could I ever repay you?
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 7:57 PM UTC
My Dear Love
Hands of Love Hands of Understanding Hands of Compassion Ears that hear Eyes that understand A heart of wisdom & knowing Unwavering & supporting Without blame Without shame. Never a criticism given You heard me. You held me. You helped me Move through Grief Toward a measure of Serenity. My dear love How could I ever repay you?
When someone we love dies, the saddest thing I have experienced is no one there for support. Maybe they did not know how or were lost in their own processes. It was not until now, at 63, that I have felt this unwavering love and support.
KeiyaT
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F/Canada
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 7:57 PM UTC
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