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I Give Thanks..... for

We are special. 

We own 

Our Names.......

While the bees, 

sing me, their lullaby’s.

Grey eyes, reflect....... grey skies.

As shadows, slowly, turn black.

And the light, has left my world.

Flowers lose their scent.

The darkness, has chilled my heart.

For my love has died........

Silently, I mourn my loss.

Standing hollow.

I oft forget,

For......

I know not

what, I still have ?

Giajl © Jim Love