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in the space of a sigh
forever – a moment
can stretch to become
our one evermore
and all the days left
in the getting back home
would be lost to the face
as a place we remain –
when the night washes silk
into warm morning sun
what if days had been shorter
in the passing between –
or shadows held tighter
a little more us
lips where kisses still linger
in believing (in knowing)
love’s grace
might eternity fade
to the one we remember –
a name never spoke
into fullness of life
when given the sunset
a reminder of leaving –
tis always for love
the reason
we stay
tornadoday 
Let us shelter in the arms of love. Let us celebrate love in whatever form it reaches out to us. Real love comes in many colors and shapes and touches us in ways we never would have expected.
…….you said it, Rose………..but always it leaves us better in its wake……… Thank you…….. Love, Bobbie
don’t we always recall that special moment of love–forever etched in our minds and on our soul?
…..of course for it changes the landscape of both, so that we are not the person we were before. Love does that and that is why our life is truly a tapestry made of love, all the pieces and places of love, come together to create who we are. Forever, we are a work in progress, a blanket waiting stitches by a hand we’ve yet to meet……. Thank you, dear Jeannie. You bless me with your presence. ~ Love, Bobbie