This entry was posted on March 6, 2010 by moondustwriter. It was filed under Love, Poetry and was tagged with death, final, flying, funeral, gone, goodbye, love, memorial, pilot, poem, tribute.

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   Jaymie

   This reminded me of a friend that died when I was a teenager. She wrote her own service, chose the music, made a cassette recording – my friend and the service remain strong memories.

   March 6, 2010 at 11:01 pm
   

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   glitteringsootonhereyelashes

   the last stanza stroke me so much.
   almost like closure, it’s petrifying:

   “A love for you

   it’s source will be

   a love

   to depend on”

   wow

   xx

   March 7, 2010 at 2:12 am
   

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   brian miller

   beautiful…sorrow is omething we can all relate to. i like that last line as well…

   March 7, 2010 at 3:41 am
   

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   william

   awe Leslie this was sweet, nearly got the hankies out, very well written poem xxx

   March 7, 2010 at 1:54 pm
   

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   Pam

   I love these photographs. The color is so intense, the images beautiful. I enjoyed the poem too. I was sorry, however, to see the tag on death. I didn’t view this poem as a final goodbye. It reminded me of how I feel each day about my kids. My eldest left home nearly 10 years ago, but I miss him everyday!!! Indeed, he is flying high. The career he is building for himself is most successful. And, the memories of our time together when he was a child and the times we do spend together where now we are friends more than parent and child are what we depend on in the lonely moments between our visits. So I will squint the next time I scroll down to leave a comment. I prefer to take away my own message from your this amazing poetry and photography.

   March 8, 2010 at 12:47 pm
   

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