If I forget
to think of you,
just once,
there is a risk
that you will not only
not be,
you will also
cease to have ever been.
.
your being-ness will
delete,
invert,
and,
In your place
another.
.
the writing
will re-form
and all
will be
ripples on the loch.
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion) 
Hauntingly expressive.
Sadly , but beautifully , comforting.
‘ And I have longed to be
Where the green swell is in the havens dumb
Out of the sway of the sea ‘ ( G M Hopkins )
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thank you freda.
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Beautiful.
You certainly have a gift for writing.
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