Sometimes there are no right words.
We just sit with those who are grieving.
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Between Breaths - a poem
A little poem pondering our mortality. From my book Taste the Wild Wonder .
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With grief, there are no right words. Only the quiet presence of those who care. 💙 -
I'm happy that couples have been using this poem as part of their wedding celebrations, and I'm grateful to the wedding websites Lov...
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