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Thoughts of a Day


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Thoughts of a Day 


Coffee in hand
Front row parking
The day begins

I jump into my day
One hour leads to three
A comfort, long awaited 

A yearning to do well
New co-workers lending a hand
Contentment abounds

Daydreams of hope
Staying focused
Reaching for the stars 

My heart is still broken
A song reminds me of a wonderful brother
A tear falls as I drive along a busy highway

Blue skies above me
A single cloud with rays of light
Guide me home

Holding fond memories close
Carrying him with me each day
A wish for a happier future

  




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  1. Beautiful,Kristine, your heart shows through the words.

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    1. Thank You, Deborah -- Means so much that you take the time to read & visit <3

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  2. I love your blog and the words you write...it is all my pleasure to come here and visit...it cheers me. :-)

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    1. Thank You So Much, Deborah -- Means So Much -- Perhaps we can share some other blogs we both enjoy! I love being connected to those who enjoy the same interests!

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  3. Beautiful poem Kristine. Lovely style.

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    1. Thanks, Sonja - I appreciate you visiting & commenting Xo

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