These are
the number of kisses that we’ve had
the little dinners we have held
the evening walks on Tuesday’s end
the glorious sunsets around the bend
These are
the number of laughter we have shared
the times our silence has been paired
the million tiny tales we’ve told
the times you held me when I cried
These are
the moments we lived as we foretold
the times that slipped and went untold
the many nights our eyes went unslept
the promises made and yet unkept
These are…
a cooking pot and twisted tales 
These are sweet memories in our hearts forever.
A very beautiful post
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What a tender, lovely post!
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Beautiful Jacqueline. 🌼
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Sweet and lovely memories.
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This is beautiful Jacquie. Haven’t seen much of you of late. Hope you are well 🙂
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Beautiful, Jacqueline.
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Even dried, each pedal continues to decorate our lives. Well put, Jacqueline.
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Jacque, I just saw your comment on “Oba” so decided to hop over and tell you I am missing you. I’ve sort of been hit and miss a bit. Maybe you are also, but sorry if I have just missed your posts. You always mean so much to me. Browsed the poems. They are very nice.
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