Back Then Posted on December 11, 2015 by Daniel P. K. Ng Standard Back to where it all began, to when the days unfold, When life was kind and innocent, its sorrows yet untold. Then, the sun did always shine, from spring to winter’s cold, And momma’s hand, ’twas ever close, to kiss, to squeeze, to hold. ~ D.F. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading... Related
Beautiful photography. I am sure your words brought mist to many eyes, it is such a lovely tribute to mom. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
A poem inspired no doubt by precious childhood memories!
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Yes, it was! 😊
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Beautiful photography. I am sure your words brought mist to many eyes, it is such a lovely tribute to mom.
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Thank you 😀
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it was my pleasure!
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Absolutely lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks, Natalie! 😀
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Dan, this is just incredible! So beautiful and heart warming!
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Thank you, Marie. Have a blessed week ahead! 😀
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Lovely.
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