Tuesday, July 4, 2017

The Fourth



Batter swings, and the summer flies
As I look into my angel's eyes
The song plays on while the moon glows high
Over me, something comes over me...

(The Riddle)

Just because I don't talk about it doesn't mean I don't think about it.


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8 comments:

  1. Yamini MacLeanJuly 4, 2017 at 6:05 PM

    Hari OM
    ...and I love you freely. Blessings to you this day Mary Ann... YAM xx

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  2. JillJuly 4, 2017 at 6:45 PM

    I know not a day goes by...

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  3. I'm mostly known as 'MA'July 5, 2017 at 7:30 AM

    Wonderful picture. Wonderful Memory! Keep them close in your heart ! There is where we keep our loved ones, always!

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  4. MelindaJuly 5, 2017 at 10:59 AM

    Such a great picture and wonderful memories.
    Those are what help keep us going.

    M : )

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  5. MurphyJuly 5, 2017 at 5:46 PM

    Beautiful!

    Your Pals,

    Murphy & Stanley

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  6. MichelleJuly 5, 2017 at 6:27 PM

    Every day, I'm sure. (((HUGS)))

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  7. Hailey and Zaphod and their LadyJuly 5, 2017 at 7:34 PM

    Love lasts forever.

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  8. The JRJuly 6, 2017 at 8:03 AM

    I know you miss him so much.

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