Her birthday. A poem on estrangement.

Oh, if only there could be, sodapop.
Have just seen a gorgeous, whimsical photo on Facebook which my eldest granddaughter (her daughter) has posted. They've all gone away for a couple of days to somewhere beautiful in the countryside for her birthday. DD is walking down towards the riverbank, carrying a basket. Her hair is tied up in a scarf and she's wearing a sarong. Thankfully my granddaughters are not estranged from me.
Marelli.... get a grip, lass!!

Marelli that is so touching, I do hope there will be a reconciliation between you.

Such a touching poem - tears are in my eyes as I write this to you. I really hope that you will be reunited with your daughter some time soon xx

Yes - acceptance is the way to go.
xx

Tears are nudging my eyes after reading that
Beautiful
xx

If only that would work, crazyH.
Have tried so many, many times, all sorts of things. Some things, we have to just accept.
Maybe one day. There's always hope. x

Time to write her a letter Marelli xx

Oh Marelli

A touching poem

((hugs)) Marelli

(((Hugs))) marelli. Lovely words.

lovely poem Marelli