Prudy

Do you think of me as gone? I am with you still in each new dawn. I never thought in so short I would be on a pen writing another obituary after "TM in a circle" , saying my goodbyes and so longs to an old friend, a daughter, a mother to a nation in... Continue Reading →

“Tm” in a circle

First to see your son, first that's first in line, last to leave your grave, first to dig in line. Lost you when least expected, gone too soon, plans to visit lagoons, those happen soons, your son is crucial in the fight to better, no good bye but I did get to see you off.... Continue Reading →

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