Memories of you
Make me smile
Fried chicken leg
In my little hands
Sitting in your lap
At the table
You are smiling
Wearing a white t-shirt-
Maybe that is
An actual picture
Not a memory-
Little red wagon
Transportation
For your first
Grandchild, smiling
As you pulled him
Around the neighborhood
Now that one
I can recall-
No longer having
The opportunity
To make memories
With you makes me cry-
A human response
I know-time spent
In the present
In the physical
Where Memories
Are created
For the future
But we are
So much more
Than the physical
Standing
In this present
Space and time
And though I may not
Understand it all
And sometimes
Feel sadness
In every strand
Of my being
All the way
To the core
Hope lives both
In the smiles
And in the tears
Piano Girl 
Such great memories! Love your ending.
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Thank you. He was a wonderful dad and papa. ❤️
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It sounds like it.
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Keep writing down all that you feel. Your love is shining through.
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Thank you, Ali. 😌
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Our core shall always store our deepest memories, happy and sad …
“The Core (a Senryu)”
Existence crawls down
Through my neck into the heart
Of where my soul lies
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Beautiful. Thank you, Ivor. ❤️
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You’re welcome Kelley 😍
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“We are so much more than the physical”
❤💕💝
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