Wave of grief
Watching your chest rise
For the last time
All the questions
I never asked
Author: Dancing Echoes
I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2023 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.
August 24, 2018 at 6:36 am
Oh, we do so wish, to have asked more
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August 24, 2018 at 6:44 am
❤️
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August 24, 2018 at 12:15 pm
Stunningly written truth and sadness
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August 24, 2018 at 2:58 pm
Yes. So true.
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August 24, 2018 at 3:32 pm
Thank you Jeffrey
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August 24, 2018 at 3:33 pm
Thank you Candice
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August 24, 2018 at 5:03 pm
A lot of emotion packed into so few words. Very beautifully done.
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August 24, 2018 at 7:34 pm
I know… right?
If… just… a little longer….
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August 24, 2018 at 11:41 pm
Thank you M.B.
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August 24, 2018 at 11:48 pm
Not being able to ask questions about my families past anymore or be able to share a wonderful experience has been strikingly hard. Our memories are what make us special.
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September 1, 2018 at 2:32 pm
The words and photo blended well. Nice post.
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September 1, 2018 at 2:48 pm
Thank you Chemical-Free
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