In memory of James R. Hodgkinson 1921-2006
Forever a strong and consistent demeanor,
with sea blue eyes and desheveled appearance,
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A sad poem, yet it leaves me with a warm feeling. Best wishes Ron
I ached in your sorrow, cried my own tears. All I could ever do was hold your hand and never let go..............eloquently poignant tribute to a soul juxtaposed when departing flowing by the heart when hurtful.and love seems to be shadowed by the darkness truth absolute, well penned, i admire the love when resonant,10/10, thanks for sharing
Beautifully written with all passions possible. Nice unforgettable line: I cried my own tears. Write more of this type dear