i struggle often to find the right words.
words to express myself, to say what i feel.
i search high and low but, often there are none.
what to say and when to say it?
how to feel and is it ok?
many run through my mind.
often none fit.
my words are my voice to who i am.
who i want to be.
how i feel.
how i will be remembered.
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So many days later you told me these words were written by you, Connie. What beautiful words these are. I love them. How proud I am of you and to be your Mother forever and always. I love you, baby!
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