A great piece, this is great advice for both males and females. Tight

Wonderful write! Reminds me of my daughter, too. They are miraculous, aren’t they?
❤️k

Beautifully done.

Beautifully penned, Willow. In the book it belongs! Excellent tribute to your daughter, such a powerful message my friend. Amazing arrangement that fit the power of the meaning. Amazing work. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello beautiful Willow you did beautiful job raising and guiding such a spirit ❤️

This is so heartfelt since I have 2 girls myself. Love what you wrote about your daughter.

I have witnessed this. To pay close attention to another’s entire being is to be rewarded with infinite wonders and friendships.
Your poem is so thoughtful and tender while bearing a harsh truth.
🙏💚

Awesome awareness of her value. It is old news, that our looks will fade and our health will wane, so what we have of value on the inside is what will sustain us. That fortitude to be a decent human even if surrounded by “less”. it is our shine, our aura, that will never fade. Sounds like she has hers intact, probably many thanks to you, dear Willow.

Her pedigree of character and consciousness has never fallen
far from the Tree that bore the amazing fruit she has blossomed into

Much respect always

Naaj

This is an awesome tribute to your daughter, dear Willow! You raised her in the light of the only true values that matter – sustainable values of love, peace and understanding. You must be very proud of your daughter. She is really beautiful, she has a beautiful soul!

Excellent .. I just know for sure you are both so very lucky .. just being and having each other .. write on Willow 😎🌻👍

I only raised her so far…and the rest is her own indomitable spirit. She speaks, I listen. I am amused how often we say the same thing at the same time. She used to roll her eyes. Now she just laughs. I guess there are worse things than thinking like her mother. Thank you, girl

This has a rhythm to it that makes it feel like it belongs in a song. Nice

Powerful and poignant.

Powerfully penned, Keith. I concur with Fia & Mary this has a lyrical feel my friend. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thanks Mary. You kick ass!

Cool. I’ll be waiting.

A shadow-born whisper, the phrase itself feels like a seed of myth, half curse, half invocation, sprouting in the dark soil of secrecy. A living emblem of power and paradox… The serpent coils around the hidden flame, a covenant etched in shadows and bone, from silence it blooms, a forbidden crown.

This is such a heartfelt plea. I felt this.

Powerfully penned, Keith. I agree with Fia, this is a heartfelt plea, or a confession possibly. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Outstanding piece of writing Pinkdreams. I never walked into a Publix, since there not located in the NY tri-state area. Your memories and description of this store is unbelievable. The poem was done so well that as I began reading it, I knew and felt we were in the early to mid 70’s. The photo is also an extra bonus. As we get older, certain places and landmarks disappear. Our memories may fade a bit as well. At the same time, a certain item or smell may bring us back and reboot memories that were stuck somewhere in our brains decades ago. Nice work.

VoI- Thank you so much for understanding, and for the nice praise. It means a lot to me.

So good to hear from you. I think you did offer condolences back then, so thank you then and now.

Why did I think you lived in Texas? I’m so envious of those experiencing Fall and cold weather. 91 this afternoon in Phoenix. Stupid.

One powerful line. With many meanings. This is good.

Powerful, Keith. Got me pondering.. Appreciate you, brother.

Damian

This one line says everything. The power of opposites! They are the two sides of the same coin and prerequisites to conceive and appreciate the counterpart.
A great and meaningful statement, dear Keith!

Right on.