A wonderful poem ... love these ...
yet still savoring the spinning stars,
all banter drowned out by a loud moon
laughing at a timeless joke told by rippled waters
We will remember you.
For poets will write their words for you
and family will mention your names
For those who lay in unnamed graves
You too, will not be forgot.
There is room for each whispered name
when between the crosses we walk
where larks fly and poppies blow
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Happy day .. it is raining and snowing.. a fecking mess already...