Life can be a sad experience later in life. The loss of a spouse hurts so bad and memories become the new reality. This is well told, Julie.

Hi thanks Tim it can be a spouse a partner a family member or indeed friends yes thanks so much I appreciate!

Powerfully penned, Julie. Excellent imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is excellent ink Julie .. the sadness that clearly and so eloquently flow throughout can be truly felt .. Kindest Regards, Neville

The crackle, the falling, the fading footprints -this poem captures the fleeting passage of time and memory with such honesty and quiet, aching beauty.

Well written, Julie. Not too heavy and not fluff. It sets a wonderful tone and soothes the reader as they progress through it. Awesome results.

This brought back many poignant memories, thank you.

How sad that all things must change. I can relate in some ways just walking out my front door and seeing rows of houses where once woods where we played sat. All my childhood friends left when they heard of other boroughs moving in. They were right. I can imagine how hard it must be for you to go back and see a different world, one not so loving.

This poem is full of gentle nostalgia – the raspberries, the cows, the hills all bring the past vividly to life. It’s quietly profound, and I could almost step into that memory myself. Beautifully done, j

Phenomenally penned, Jacob. Love the nostalgic flavor, and the memories in a small corner of a past universe. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Some say you should never go back. Not me, I am a great one for nostalgia. Things change, not always for the better, but memories last a lifetime. Fabulous poem and your latest book title too. I love our bovine friends. Can remember walking through meadows myself as a child.

Chris