Dear Linda, I’ve been sitting here for a full five minutes with tears rolling down my cheeks. I wish I could box up some hugs and send them to you. Your poems and illustrations for Brian have touched me to the core. 1968 was the year I was born, too.
Your poem touched my heart. Thank you for sharing your emotions, for trusting us! I like the memory box with all the falling stars and leaves in it (one of them reminds me of a violin!) “The last fragments of November” – they are full of so much love…
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November 26, 2008 at 12:21 am
Bella Sinclair
Dear Linda, I’ve been sitting here for a full five minutes with tears rolling down my cheeks. I wish I could box up some hugs and send them to you. Your poems and illustrations for Brian have touched me to the core. 1968 was the year I was born, too.
November 26, 2008 at 12:45 am
aimee
me too, linda. i am beyond words, just full of thoughts and hugs for you.
November 26, 2008 at 3:15 am
Deb G
There is so much comfort in knowing that the stars are always there (even behind the clouds) and that magic exists….
All the best.
November 26, 2008 at 10:10 am
rossichka
Your poem touched my heart. Thank you for sharing your emotions, for trusting us! I like the memory box with all the falling stars and leaves in it (one of them reminds me of a violin!) “The last fragments of November” – they are full of so much love…
November 26, 2008 at 10:16 am
Tomas
This is fantastic. 10 of 10.