Huw
Three years ago today. The eleventh day of the eleventh month. I know I should be thinking about fallen men in fields, and poppies, and the horrors of war. But instead I think of Huw, and how many other battles we all have to fight.
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My thoughts are with you, Clare.
Thanks, Maxine.
You are certainly allowed to think about your brother. I am very sorry, and I am also thinking of you.
Thinking of you, Clare.
Thank you Pierre L and CFR.
"Margaret, are you grieving over goldengrove unleaving..."
I was born in November, but it seems fitter as a time for departures--for Sorrow with her mist-hung cloak and bouquet of dead leaves, for "the blight man was born for."
Pax tecum.
Lovely words, Marly - very true. It is important to me to remember him.
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