Beautiful mountains, alpine meadows, as I walked out one morning, with my hearts delight her ruby lips and cheeks of soft roses, eyes of emerald green. Dreams do come true.
Michael Cochrane ©
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Dear LeeAnn many thanks for the lovely comments. Your poem for your dad was lovely. Please know our loved ones are only two steps ahead of us we will meet them in the next life so don't despair pray each day for support from your guardian angel. Love Michael 🙏