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Hi Ivy! I passed by to read your poem again. Have a good day wherever you are.

Excellent poem. (It was our footprints in the unsinkable gravel road.) How can we bring you back?

The loss is so sad, the past fading... I really liked this poem. It makes me feel I miss the sea, grandmother, childhood... and is elegaic, elegant. Beautiful job, Ivy. So tied to place and time.

Just a beautiful poem, perhaps I could crawl into this poem and walk with you and your grandmother in the sunlight! !

This deserves a 10 if ever I saw one. I think the movement and developments over time you write about, from peace to gloom, is heartbreaking in many ways. But wonderfully written, my friend, I can almost see that beautiful the sea from here, hope you still do too. : -) All the best, Seán

A very touching and well crafted piece from you Ivy, thankyou for this, Love Duncan

What a beautiful elegy to those mornings when the sea sang poems to you and your grandmother. Only an excellent wordsmith such as yourself could have created such a memorable word painting. Kind regards, Sandra