
treading on the aftermath,
will he find her,
the one thing that matters to him?
He is still reminded as he searches
what’s left of their home.
The melodies come to him often.
When he’s lying in the devastation,
trying to find a moment of rest,
he can barely hear her playing.

No Theme Thursday: 7/3/25
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Very powerful, Cheryl! Well done! 👏👏👏
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Thank you, and of course for your images!
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My pleasure, of course! 😊
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A very moving story Cheryl
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