The sun shone brightly overhead
Not a shadow of doubt nor any dread
To mar the delight of this event
On which much time had been spent
More it was an ode to a long lost friend
Responsible for many books penned
About life death, love and hope
On a never before seen scope
People often listened to her sage words
As healing to their soul as fragrant herbs
Too often it seemed acknowledgement came
Too late in this world came the acclaim
Still her words would live on
Never more would they be forgotten
Covert Novelist 
This is lovely, I’m so behind on catching up with my reading but I’m so pleased I read this. You’re a lovely friend xxx
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Thank you Liza. I think worlds of you 🙂 Think it’s obvious yet? roflmao anyway, hopefully you’ll enjoy a lovely weekend It’s as important as you are 🙂
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Yes I think I know 😉😘💜
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Lovely write.
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Thank you sumyanna
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You’re welcome.
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Thank you Sumyanna 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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