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Love Note

My heart hurts

sometimes

when I think of my loved ones

because I want them to be happy

every second of every day 

or at least most of the time

which is an absolutely ridiculous notion

because everyone knows life is not like that,

life brings sorrow blended with joy,

so I guess I will have to settle with the hope

that joy arrives to lift their days,

& with trust

that their sorrows build strong muscles of resilience,

& all I can do really is love them no matter what,

& my heart lightens then 

when I think of my loved ones,

with hope & trust as

I send them my ceaseless well wishes.

🌷(4)

◄ When the Light Smiled

A lovely poem written by my niece (JB), mother of 3 little children. (Sharing with her permission.) ►

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