...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
"wood becomes a flute when it's loved reach for yourself and your battered mates mirror becomes a razor when it's broken look in the mirror and see your shattered fate" ~ Yoko Ono ~ a moment caught up... to check messages and find a dear family member has died... a fine time to be in limbo and out of touch... alas... till tomorrow... living a small life giving all she could asking for little giving so much just trying to be good taking care of her own always there for her kids accepting life accepting death that is just what she did and now she's gone but she taught us how to live we'll carry on for she taught us how to give and to be strong by accepting life as it is here's a song to say thank you for being you'll be missed |
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