by the river
there’s a path
i bring her
coffee in the
morning and tell
her what the
day will task
at road’s end
i find her
home with little
dead flowers by
the door of
her secret world
no one sees
her no one
knows there are
many others that
walk through it
alone and never
say a single word
they smile and
sing and pray
the most melodious
and magic noises
from two toothless
lips do come
the black sparkle
in her eyes
uplifts the sting
in my own
pain as she
croons just for
me darlin’ never
lose your light
words less spoken 
Powerfully written poem and emotionally moving.
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Thank you, Charlie!
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You are welcome my friend. 🙂 Really love what you wrote here. Thank you for you always being you.
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Likewise friend 😊
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