

Another true story. Shared with dVerse Prosery and to incorporate the following phrase
What will I do there
without my hands upon
your summer face?
from ‘Oh Umbrellas’ by Jeffrey Hermann.
“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide


Another true story. Shared with dVerse Prosery and to incorporate the following phrase
What will I do there
without my hands upon
your summer face?
from ‘Oh Umbrellas’ by Jeffrey Hermann.
“I’ll take the bus ride one more time
to hold on to you”
The things we experience as extensions of the people we love. Poignant.❤️
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Thanks Melissa 🙏
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Poignant write.
funny how memories shape our present understanfing of things
Thanks for dropping by my blog
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Thanks Gillena 🙏
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All the better for being a true story, Shaun. I love the thought of having the same memory on different beaches.
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This is beautiful Shaun
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Thanks Sadje 🙏 It was a lovely, memorable day!
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beautiful – we were on the same wavelength. The bus ride is a nice touch
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Thanks Margaret 🙏
Though I wasn’t particularly conscious of it when writing, perhaps the umbrella motif makes me think of sunshine rather than rain.
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Ah, the way we deal with endings, but I like that enduring question will the memory be enough?
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The memory of this one is still strong and it has to be enough.
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❤️
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