Nov 3, 2017

yesterday was tough emotionally ,when hearse arrived it brought some tears, with a coffin , word `Mum` in flowers..

 There this postcard on the front it just say`s . . . . Heaven
With a picture of the ocean like seen in Malta ,such a blue and the beach well kinda like Scarborough seafront on splendid summer day.
The back has some simple words but it not addressed, further no names....just we knew it was wrote to us...
The words where these they say ...well they love them
 they tell them
How hold them if arms could only reach
`Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near, I wish I could touch your face`
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year .."there's some folks we know
They say, Hello," ......           
 I miss you so, wish you were here . . . . .


 . . . .Mum x     .      .    We miss you to..

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Feeling unclear about few things recently, accepting that some days just normal plus grey. Watching movies little interest ,picture house sh...

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"