Wonderful tribute, Fia. You brought out the essence of what it’s all about.

Fantastic!

A worthy and well deserved tribute

Great tribute for a very special day.
Thank you for posting this:)

Fia, the river of your compassion for our soldiers flowed like deep channel of understanding and empathy here. This also flowed beautifully as a poem. I could feel the emotions you evoked with this poem. This is truly a poem of remembrance and understanding for people who sadly are left behind long after the battle is over because their battle continues long after the war is over.

John

Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent tribute piece my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Your brilliant poem shines with empathy, respect and understanding. Sadly, history repeats itself again and again. How many reminders like your heart touching and thought provoking poem will be needed until humankind learns to solve conflicts non-violently? Peace my friend!

Chère F.,
What an exceptional write!
And before we point the finger of blame (if this is English) it is good to know that every country made their own mistakes at one time or another.
And as Goldenmyst says: the battle continues long after the war is over.

What an immense victory of talent (yours) over matter.

Warm regards, Gus

Fantastic tribute. Well said.

It seems all these years later, we are still hearing the reverberation of the lyrics to John Lennon’s song, “Imagine”. Living life in peace. When will it ever be?

This is very good, Brenda.

Haha. Loved the attitude at the end.
Yes, we all hope to see our lovers in our next life, cheers to that!

Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Chère C.,
Oh yes, I can relate to this: between hope and fear.
Love your talent and your ability to (re) organise my mood.

Warm regards, Gus

Sexy write Brenda. Nice work.

I enjoyed this. My favoirite line was “mingling on the winds” something magical.
Kind regards
james

“hoping you still see something redeemable in me” That is powerful, crimsin

Magnificent write Brenda. The sadness of this piece lured me in.

Brilliantly penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

As I read I am “tumbling through the centuries” with you. A ghost, witnessing with no power to save. Your writing never disappoints, fantastic piece!

Powerfully penned, Peter. Short and to the point my friend. Nicely done my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

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

Fantastic ink Willow

Bat